In a world where change is inevitable we never see it coming
new and more advanced search engines
hairdos that shock us with color and multi dimensional form
faster cars that run on solar energy
foods syringed with synergetic fibre, may or may not be
lethal to our health...
Plastic trees and recycled items that make us wonder,
what was it once before ?
weather buffets that whip us one day and stroke us the next
hyper media intoxication that makes us beg for temperance
In a world that is one day your best friend and the next
your adversary,
I'm glad I have a home to come home to every night
I'm glad I have a family that never leaves my sight
I'm glad I don't like change enough to give up being
"predictable"
In this volatile world where nothing ever stands still for very long,
I'm glad I reached an age of appreciation, for the same old song.
Hello Mystic Rose.I thank you for sharing your poem called:"Predictable". Was just thinking on last week about my being too...predictable. I find that being predictable is a good, honest-thing. I don't have to hide the "real" me, or disguise myself with words that do not speak to my truest character. I especially like & appreciate all-of your "insightful" words of Wisdom:"In a world that is one day your friend and the next your adversary". The Wisdom to-see, and FEEL the difference these days; is sometimes challenging. Only with your permission,I would like to refer-you to my-heart as I do refer to myself as:"The Lone-Reader Angel". Another BRAVE, COURAGEOUS lone-reader-angel who loves all mankind.Thank you again for sharing this poem Mystic Rose.I have been truly-blessed today, by reading these truly-heartfelt words and insights."I too..am glad that I reached an age of appreciation, for the same old song". LOVE,LOVE,LOVE is what the world needs now...as the song goes.Thanks again , sincerely, georgia mcdowell
A good message, rendered in your inimitable style. Seems in God's wondrous creation, all creatures eventually find their routines, and take comfort in them. Enjoyed your thoughts. Blessed holidays to you and yours. Peace... r
These song lyrics and art are tales, tides and twinkling lights - tunes telling stories of warmth and sun, city and sand, paths that lead, and the coins we can keep in the Karma Bank. Spirit's been bypassed for sorrow, dreaming of a better tomorrow .
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