I’ve never liked the winds of change
They bring the cold and driving rain
Destroying all that’s calm and warm
And leaving nothing but the storm
They make me have to rise and flee
To higher ground for my safety
And make me work to build again
New shelters where I can fit in
And oh the work! It brings me down
Exhausted, humbled to the ground
Yet in the end, just like before
The calm and warm return once more
So I suppose I can’t complain…
But geeze I hate the winds of change
…Jeff Bresee