Change
You come silent and unwelcome
Whether by day or night
Your shadow is invisible to naïve eyes
Your footsteps to be heard when embraced with delight
You lay beneath waiting to creep
You can hurt me and make me feel weak
Unannounced you present yourself, a bittersweet gift
A reminder of the past, the forgotten, and misunderstood
Once there everything anew
My old life behind me never to undo
You are mine for the taking, to use as I wish
But be aware my demise may be a part of this
Consuming me not whole but piece by piece
Making sure my entire being feels your leash
My restraints now apparent too harsh to ignore
The Warning was there, I got what I asked for
I wanted you anyway that I could
To make me different and not misunderstood
You marred me but still I soldiered on
Bringing to light the new life I carried within
Once unwelcomed, now invited with joy
Seen through new eyes
Your shadow visible and solidifying with time
Your footsteps heard over crackling laughter of a little girl and boy
In them I see hope for the world to come
In them I see the future before it has begun
Through brown eyes alight with wonder, joy, and kindness
I know it’s you, Change, I have to thank for this.
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