I've been debating and deciphering my post to honor our new President-Elect.....I knew what I wanted to say...but hadn't seen a picture that quite grasped the meaning. I have posted before my poem of change....and feel it necessary to repeat. I'm borrowing this from Beck's blog and I'm sure she got it from somewhere too... Change...it's a coming....
CHANGES
They happen
We can accept them
Or ignore them.
It isn’t relevant if
You’re ready,
They happen.
You can recognize
Them, embrace them,
Make them yours,
Own them
Or you can discount them
Then be tossed aside.
You can be prepared
Ready to take
A stance,
Or you can defy them.
Changes will come
They will happen
You can choose
To disregard them,
Stick your head in the
Sand.
Pretend they’re not here.
But she’ll rise up
And make herself known
She’ll kick the chair
Our from under you.
She’ll pluck the cherry
From your sundae
Then drink your last beer
Then wake you up
From a deep laden sleep.
But make no mistake,
Change will come
Change will happen
To you or with you.
