Changes

Changes. We all change from the moment we are born.
But the change to create, is that change of love.

POEM

"Clouds in the Garden"

The picture you paint,
With every movement.
You change to new,
Delight the vision,
Demands and wonders.
Peacefully passing, imaginative,
Serene, kissing them, caressing
When saying goodbye.
And starts again.
The beginning.

EMJ