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Reasons For Change

written by: Aida

 

There are always reasons
why we change seasons
The reason that changes day
to night and days to months
and years, why it unfolds.

I find reasons why we have
to prepare for the new year.
To stretches ahead with new
experiences and adventures,
new friends and fresh opportunities.

To embrace new, start cleansing,
from throwing old and broken
stuff... before making plans
ahead, make a serious
self-evaluation to start anew.

And in order to see what
needs to get rid of.. like
old habits, doubts, guilts,
regrets over past failures
and sin stained heart.

It constantly changes
moods, decisions, opinions
characters, depending on
every situation and persons but,
still promises to do what’s best.

Aida

Aida

Aida G. Roque, a teacher for 30 years, a Sped Teacher in Maryland who moved and retired in Delaware, USA. A bilingual poet/ writer hailed in the Philippines and presently residing in the USA. A self published author of 4 children’s books and 3 Collection of Poetry books. An international poet and numerous recipient of global awards for her poems and co-authored anthology with poets, worldwide. Her poems were published by Spillwords NY publishing and Poetrysoup, USA. An emotional poet/writer whose writing speaks of her thoughts from subconscious level and no restriction for her pen to laid down rules and scribbles on first person which gives a certain kind of freedom, subject on nature, world issues, life and human feelings/ emotions, inspire her. All these elements find a place in all her craft. She showcases most of her poems on her FB page. She is presently working towards publishing another 100 poems collection on “Life, Love & Lost” and Short Stories on Women to be published by 2020.
Aida

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