Florida's Foreverly Shores
Changing - Rearranging
~Marge Tindal~ 1999
When we met you shared, with praise,
all the things you liked about me.
I was just who I was,
no one else I wanted to be.
Through the years you tried
to make me into someone new.
Always wanting me to change
the very things I knew.
One day I looked in the mirror,
not sure of who I'd see.
I don't believe I know myself.
I don't see a resemblance to me.
The day you said you were leaving,
stunned, I asked you, Why?
You said I wasn't the girl you fell in love with ...
I had changed ... Oh, my !
My whole life you rearranged.
Now ... just when I thought I suited you,
you've decided to move the furniture again !
~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~