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Changes - poetry


I am not the one I was already yesterday.

I cannot go back.

I am not the one I will be tomorrow.

I can not see that far ahead.

I am who I am now, today.

The character I see in the mirror changing so subtly, but changing, becoming a new person minute by minute day by day.

The promise are endless, but I must decide which way I will change, each certitude I make changes me in some way, positively or negatively.

Let me open for my part to good changes, to categorical steps, happy feelings.

Let me open my heart to others that their joy and experiences may alteration me in a categorical manner into the character I will become

Copyright 2002 Fran Watson

For more poetry and stories you can go to Fran's webpage http://www. franwatson. ca

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