CHANGE
by Brent Lenhard, Redondo Beach, California USA
(my sister Rebecca Lenhard's eldest son and my nephew)
Change is the way of life
Do not fear it
But,
Do not take it wholeheartedly.
Change can bring sorrow,
But,
Do not dwell on this sorrow,
For it will only destroy you.
Nature changes every season.
Does it grieve for the old Bluebirds that die?
No, but, listen to these words, child,
We are part of Nature,
Every one of us.
So, do not despair for the old Bluebird who
has died,
Celebrate his long life.
Remember these words, child,
We are all part of nature.
This poem was written by my nephew Brent Lenhard a few years ago... around the time of my father's passing in March of 2006... Brent was only about 13 years old when he wrote it.. now he is an aspiring literature student who will go to college after he graduates highschool in June 2012. I believe this poem shows that he is what is called an "old soul", and that he will be successful as a spiritual writer in due time.
by Brent Lenhard, Redondo Beach, California USA
(my sister Rebecca Lenhard's eldest son and my nephew)
Change is the way of life
Do not fear it
But,
Do not take it wholeheartedly.
Change can bring sorrow,
But,
Do not dwell on this sorrow,
For it will only destroy you.
Nature changes every season.
Does it grieve for the old Bluebirds that die?
No, but, listen to these words, child,
We are part of Nature,
Every one of us.
So, do not despair for the old Bluebird who
has died,
Celebrate his long life.
Remember these words, child,
We are all part of nature.
This poem was written by my nephew Brent Lenhard a few years ago... around the time of my father's passing in March of 2006... Brent was only about 13 years old when he wrote it.. now he is an aspiring literature student who will go to college after he graduates highschool in June 2012. I believe this poem shows that he is what is called an "old soul", and that he will be successful as a spiritual writer in due time.

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