Growing hurts sometimes;
saying goodbye to friends,
to things you've known and done
to things you wanted to do.
Growing heals sometimes
the shattered dreams and hopes
of a life you once knew
leading you to a new knowledge of yourself.
Growing is fun sometimes
meeting new friends
learning new things
making changes that feel good and moving on.
Growing is necessary always.
Without change there is stagnation
stop instead of life.
To choose to live is to choose to grow.
Copyright 2002
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