Change Happens

It was a poem about how things
at home got moved around while

a person had a significantly long
stay in the hospital. The poet who

chose the poem for online public-
ation thought the poem was sig-

nificant in that it offered a
different perspective following

an illness and fairly long absence.
Was the person feeling displaced;

on the verge of being replaced;
was she simply bothered that her

stuff had been moved without her
permission? I just thought,

change happens.

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