Change

Sometimes change is good
It is new and green and spring
Sometimes it is good
To hear nature newly sing

Sometimes it is hard
To see an old friend go
To see comfortable things
Disappear over the rainbow

Sometimes old is restrictive
But sometimes it is not
And sometimes it is hard
To figure out which should be forgot

But this is a change,
And it has happened,
And it is time,
To move on.

Sometimes even bad poetry can say something good.