The seasons come and go in a steady procession
Now the time of has come around to make a personal confession
To reflect on who I am and try not to just deflect
To be thoughtful and true, showing myself respect
So often we spend our time looking outward
Now the time has come to take a deep look inward
To think about how I will move forward
Which of the voices with be heard and unheard
The seasons come and go as long as we endure
Now the time has come again to contemplate and mature
To accept who I am and identify what I want to change
To be careful as my life I will somewhat rearrange
Saturday, September 27, 2008
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