All of life is change. To deny so
is a mistake too often made.
We recognize growth in our children.
Why not so in ourselves?
Opportunities arise. Tragedy strikes.
Each has the potential to affect our attitudes,
our outlook on life, those effects
trickling down so that we are not
as we once were, who we once were.
I have not embraced my change, and stumbled,
recovery coming only after acknowledging
that the product of that change is who I have become.
The prompt for NaPoWriMo.net Day 29 is to write “a poem that meditates on an emotion you have felt powerfully.” As suggested, I’ve opened with a declarative statement.