FACES OF CHANGE
I slip and fall, rise up on my feet to walk once more,
The hurt shows’ through, bothered by me, pain of the fall.
Each day tells’ of a different story, a turning page of this time,
Memories of a face which lives with me day and night.
They pass us by, cross our paths’ for only a moment,
Faces of change In a world of mystery and surprise.
She follows’ me on a course far, far away or close behind,
Is It that I’m following her as these steps’ search to find.
Faces of difference, faces of change, go away, they go away,
Some may stay as others’ appear without warning Into a hearts’ day.