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Ready for Change.

Poetry By: Margarete Norine
Poetry


A poem for when things change.


Submitted:Apr 7, 2011    Reads: 60    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   


Isee waters lightly flowing in a stream
I feel the damp air against my face
I hear the sound of the winds as they hit my eardrum
I taste nothing but the saliva in my mouth
I smell rain lightly sprinkling onto my face
As I ask myself, where am I?

I look up, as the clouds fade away.
And suddenly appears the sun.

Now I see the beauty of nature
I feel the hot sun on my face
I hear nothing but the humming of birds
I taste a sweet honey
I smell something different
I smell change

I wake up and realize it was a dream
At first I was unsure
But now I am ready to decide
I'm ready for change.





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