Monday, January 13, 2014

the cycle keeps changing

The new to change for the old
It is the rudiment of a life
The cycle keeps changing
The effects of time

The wear and tear it says
On the floor to the walls
The paint will crack
The wood will rot

In time the new has to arrive
The old has to say goodbye
It is nature of order
Nobody can escape from it

Time plays a part
When order of things change
The colours and durability
It can't say for life

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