Oh, these changes just keep on a coming...
Alterations of varying kinds-
Throwing us foul balls of discord
Often times just blowing our minds;
It has been a Summer of heated arguments...
Nestled 'neath an overpass of doom
Resounding 4th of July Fireworks, crackling
And everywhere else, a Winter of Doom;
Looking for the fingerprints of SpringTide
Morning comes crawling home to me...
Imperfect Falls russet is looming-bonfires burnished...
While temperatures of bad omens, rise by degrees;
Seasons of disagreements continue to challenge us-
Through the mountains of discontent, in the Vale
Waves of bitter words-now growing Tidal..
In a once deep blue sea, now gone pale;
Theodora (Theo) Onken
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