Change

Its a season of refresh but its also a season of distressed.

I walk to renew my strength but sometimes I offully get tire

To be at peace in my mist, but the trial seems long as bliss.

My turmoil is a risk, and over and over somewhere I have miss.

So such fault was useless and heartless.

To expect one thing and to receive another,

To believe in something so far, but close, and to get a difference result,

To have a accession, a power for glory, and passion to desire,

to be strong ,forceful, and dedicated on the goal,

and to wanting to achieved .

The season has change because of the joy it brings.

After the storms , there is air for  your lungs and you can finally breath again.

Feww! What delight to know that things are going to be alright.

The sun is shining again and there is a new trend in the winds.

A beautiful bright day to say hello may.

It is the beginning when flowers stay bloom, and we glaze at the mid day moon.

Birds chirping in June for a hot summer mood,

A catch your eye kind of moment,

A feel for something wanted,

A peace of mind for the promise,

A time for runners to win there race,

and for each soul to take their place.

Written by Renee Hinton