In the span of existence that comes and goes
How often is it that something changes
In some little way.
And what effect does one care
Until, as they say, it comes to light
Opened to bare.
The glare
A blank stare
Blinking eyes
Suddenly aware and wide.
Good or bad, only gray matter can decide.
Something rare and now a norm
Waiting for the storm tide to retreat and say
Oh – that’s what it is today
The change is here to stay.
What you thought
What one did is passé.
Hello little something
That changed life today.
Hip Hip Hooray – embrace the Day!