Winds of change are blowing by, I feel as though I'm a leaf being lifted up and I am at the mercy of the wind. What direction will life take me to day.
When I land I don't want to be lost in the crowd. I don't want to land all alone
I am my own color to compliment the many colors of friendships. The color or joy and laughter. The color of tears of heart break and sorrow.
Only the winds of change knows where I will land today, and where I will go tomorrow.
