Met Karl, and Alffe, the trout did not click. That was years ago as I studied law.... same town in KS.

Anyway, yesterday, I penned this about Change-

Change
MRidder 20100913

‘Tis said we change with every breath,
each cell we do renew.
We whine and cry until our death
self sure of what we do.
How soon do we who walk this path
of neverending change
become aware, the words, our last
are forged anew again?
Can we who take this blessed walk
be casually sincere?
Or must we grapple as a hawk
aware the prey is near?
This prey, this change, can we avoid?
Or are we in its grasp?
Begun as young we soon are old
a lock without a hasp,
for much as we might love to hold
fast tightly to the last,
time’s rigors take us to the fold
of God’s eternal breast.

Change is afoot everywhere we look, even in our advancing grey haircolor or loss thereof [only the hairdresser knows for sure]

Blessings,
Mark56