Changes (Bowie or Black Sabbath)

The leaves begin to change
and I must change as well,
although to what I do not know.

I cannot make myself yellow
or red
or amber
or orange.

Yet, I can try
to change myself to be
productive,
or happy
or both.

The worrying part
is that the leaves change
but they always come back
the same.

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