Copyright 2008, Janet K. Poludniak

Every man is running in a race,
not against another, by the way,
but challenged daily by that mirrored face.

"Have we done our best throughout this day
or would a change serve better in the end?
Should we seek to find a better way?

Will folks scorn, or praise us as a friend?"
These are answers we alone can know;
honesty will serve . . . on this depend.

Not the things we say, but what we show
daily by the little things we do;
we can make a difference as we go:

ripples in the pool of "Changing Through,"
making each day better than the last.
“Have we need to alter what we brew?

Are there roadblocks present from the past,
things that keep our hearts from empathy
and thwart our growth, the changes that will last?”

Searching in the deepest part of me,
I find within a quality of life
that's richer, fuller since Love set me free.

Safe, secure, unthreatened by the strife,
I know that I have found a better life.

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