Changes That Happen

when i met you at the first hour
of light
you shine and like a precious
diamond you
gleam

i am amazed
you are someone new

and then like the rest
when the darkness comes
and you are tired dancing
and exhibiting
what best you have
you finally show the weariness
of your heart

you put the lousy feet
the one that smells like
dung

i am not surprised anymore
this happens
as always
so naturally and so i counted you

as one of my friends
on the list

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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