My first thought, when I read this theme earlier today, was a memory of the cover of the David Bowie album, Changes One Bowie, you know it, this one:

Then I thought about other bands I was listening to way back when I was young, then I thought about other changes from back then, to now, and that brought out a little poem, a ‘true to my life’ kind of poem that covers a range of things and changes.
I hope readers might get a smile out of this poem, remembering similar (or different) things from their own lives.
It may be relevant to know that my chronic illness is MS (Multiple Sclerosis). I talk about that sometimes on another of my blogs, the one named after the memoir I wrote soon after being diagnosed with this illness, nine years ago.
So here is today’s poem, let me know what you think about it, all thoughts welcome!
Fine Changes
I was a Bay City Rollers fan when I was twelve
then I liked The Sweet, and other, hipper bands
than the Bay City Rollers, were ever going to be
I used to ride horses, & was stablehand for Dad
now I drive a car, and help care for our dog
same job, more horsepower and stinkier shit
I’ve been a victim, then a survivor, and now,
well now, I am thriving, as much as one can
when struck by an incurable chronic illness …
That incurable illness, well, there’s no cure yet
but those clever folk are out there looking, so
one day, incurable may well change to curable
And that would be another fine change indeed!
I like the way you wove personal references and aspirations into Bowie’s fine song 🙂
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Thank you John, I was pretty happy with the way this one went …
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