Change

The world looks different, the sky looks new,
Old friends remain, but only a few….
The same sunshine bathes my days
But the touch is different, and longer it stays..
The cool moonlight still dances at night,
But the stars look new in the twilight..
The same white snow cover the trees
Still so different is the evening breeze…
The river and the sea are painted azure,
Their currents change direction; I am so sure..
Time stands stale, while its we who change,
Strangers come close, and friends seem strange..
Like a drama the scene unfolds,
Each act is new, a story to be told…