Change Poem by Chris Schleier, Jr.

The time between the phases change
easy, hard, normal, strange.

Places come and people go
and still they pay to see the show:

The fire and ice we truly know.

It's sculpted us along the way.

Yet shiftless is the stubborn change
easy, hard, normal, strange.

Years, months, weeks, days:
Raindrops in a cloudy haze

constant as a singing bell

'Ding! Dong! All is well! '

But 'well' is surely not the change
easy, hard, normal, strange.

'Victory! ' The story reads
as forward on the stallion leads!

The mighty one atop the horse
is proud that he has stayed the course.

Stay the course.
Accept the change.

Easy, hard, normal, strange.