Changes come ’round so fast
Others take decade or more.
We search frantically in all the wrong places,
Looking for what we’ve had all along.
People do really mean what they say,
While there are others who believe a lie.
Fate wakes you up, serves you crap, and leaves you to pay the tip.
And tip you always do.
A person is blessed beyond measure,
Others are measured by their blessings.
Things just end
Like this poem, my friend.
Thank you for reading 🙂