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We have all gone through changes
For the better and for worse
Our minds have rearranged us
Both in forward and reverse
Don't worry about changes
We all turn yet still fly straight
As I fill these bare pages
I can't help but deviate
I have passed through some stages
My outlook feels different
Don't stew over our changes
Or think you're insufficient
When you see how I have changed
You'll know I'm still the same
Though you'll see my face has aged
My spirit and love remain
I can't wait to see your face
I'm intrigued with each letter
Changes from a far off place
I feel they're for the better
*(03/28/1980)
Copyright © 2004 JJ Johnson
US Copyright Office Registration: TXu1-162-978
Written 3 days after my 17th birthday, this is my oldest surviving poem. Not among my best works, but then it was written more than 8 months before "Aisumasen Renee". It did not have the same kind of impact on my life that "Aisumasen Renee" did, but even then I was expressing things that mattered on the inside over that which is superficial. It's hard to believe this poem is over 31 years old. I wish I was 17 again, but that's another poem altogether....
For the better and for worse
Our minds have rearranged us
Both in forward and reverse
Don't worry about changes
We all turn yet still fly straight
As I fill these bare pages
I can't help but deviate
I have passed through some stages
My outlook feels different
Don't stew over our changes
Or think you're insufficient
When you see how I have changed
You'll know I'm still the same
Though you'll see my face has aged
My spirit and love remain
I can't wait to see your face
I'm intrigued with each letter
Changes from a far off place
I feel they're for the better
*(03/28/1980)
Copyright © 2004 JJ Johnson
US Copyright Office Registration: TXu1-162-978
Written 3 days after my 17th birthday, this is my oldest surviving poem. Not among my best works, but then it was written more than 8 months before "Aisumasen Renee". It did not have the same kind of impact on my life that "Aisumasen Renee" did, but even then I was expressing things that mattered on the inside over that which is superficial. It's hard to believe this poem is over 31 years old. I wish I was 17 again, but that's another poem altogether....
Published 20th Sep 2011
| Edited 19th Oct 2011
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20th Sep 2011 6:37am
Though you seemingly wrote this a long time ago, to me this feels very current and appropriate for the stage of life I am in right now. I really enjoyed reading this poem!
20th Sep 2011 6:45am
OK, Scarlet, I'm banning you from reading my older poems. You always like them and I keep trying to tell you they are just not that good. Now stop it or there's gonna be twubble. er-ah, I mean trouble, biiiiiiig TRWUBBLE... RAWR! jj
Now Now -- You do realize that even if you think that something is not that good, in the end that is your perception and someone else may find great value in it or have a different perception of it altogether. Kind of like the expression: "One man's junk is another man's treasure." lol
