I’ve never liked the winds of change
They bring the cold and driving rain

Destroying all that’s calm and warm
And leaving nothing but the storm

They make me have to rise and flee
To higher ground for my safety

And make me work to build again
New shelters where I can fit in

And oh the work! It brings me down
Exhausted, humbled to the ground

Yet in the end, just like before
The calm and warm return once more

So I suppose I can’t complain…
But geeze I hate the winds of change

…Jeff Bresee