Transitions (poem)

I started a “this”
Now I’m a “that”
Didn’t notice it happen
Feeling so flat

Going through changes
Nothing stands still
Prime of my life
And over the hill

I paid the piper
Danced to his tune
From sweat-drenched samba
To Clair de Lune

Going through changes
Nothing stands still
Prime of my life
And over the hill

Change is a constant
But so is regret
You’re the sweetest mistake
That ever I met

The sweetest mistake…

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