Change’s the Same


My little town is changing,
the old folks are moving away.
Little kids are moving back,
now there’s screaming every day.
~
The houses too are changing,
paint jobs have gone awry.
Gone the regard for history,
the zip code is now the why.
~
Perhaps I too am changing,
my future being soon elsewhere.
While life forever changes,
what remains was always there.

~*~
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