Changes

Change comes upon me
Like the wind off the water
It sweeps to my left...right...
Enveloping my body
"Time to go..."
It whispers.

I try to ignore it
I turn, look the other way
I am comfortable
I know what to expect
"Time to go..." 
It encourages.

I stroll away
Attempting to leave behind
The louder voice
It will be too much work
Change is daunting at first
"Time to go..." 
It demands.

The voice is hounding me
It follows me everywhere
It makes me uneasy
And yet it excites me
"Time to go..." 
I whisper.