People like to tell you
change is the only constant
but please don’t wish me away
my warmth is radiant
my beauty lush voluptuous
and I offer only abundance
and freedom to meander
to dream to stride into
the world with nothing but
your own true self
for you my hands are always
willing to create
my arms to comfort
my lips to sing lullabies so sweet
you will yearn for them
before you even begin
to forget the words I know
people are fond of saying
variety is the spice of life
but I am afraid
you might hate what comes next
the one who takes my place
may chill you to the bone
so please allow me the honor
of a lingering death and
don’t wish me away just yet
(c) 2019, by Hannah Six
Image: Marie Egner, Late Summer on the Salzburger Moor
near Untersberg (by 1940), oil on canvas, via Wikimedia
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