Things change

Things change, a well known saying goes
Its often said and always true
Makes it no easier when it happens
Leaves us feeling no less blue

Its easy to forget the care required
To keep connections strong and bold
When they haven’t been tended well enough
They become frayed and tired and old

Its hard to believe the truth sometimes
Looking back at love once shared
Times past with smiles and hugs and laughs
The cupboard once full now bare

Is it ever possible to move on past such hurt
and remember what’s buried deep
or do you just keep the memories alive
and dream of them when you sleep