Written February 2009 by ©Diana Jillian
It's in the air, I can feel it.
The alienation of my real world
friends.
The comfort of my furry, feathery friends
I can feel the change
coming.
It's arriving like a tornado.
Time to let go of the old, and
begin with the new.
Cut my losses of old ghosts; quit chasing them.
Time to live my life for me.
Time to live my life and expect those
changes.
No more running away from my true destiny.
No more being
afraid of failing, because there is no failing where I'm going.
The
change is coming, and fast.
I can feel it.
Poem, Prose, No Rhyme,