THE TIMES
The times we used to know,
Are gone.
And we watch as the flow,
Of the river goes on.

The seasons change,
And things grow strange.

Change, change
Everything changes,
People change,
They grow old and die.

Animals change,
Some of them fly.
Plants change,
They wither and dry.

But remember this,
for the rest of your lives,
Love never changes,
Never withers or dries,
Never flies to where you can’t catch it,
And never dies,
No, love never dies…

-Benjamin E. Suh