“And through the years I notice Subtle changes all around me. The people come and go like the ebb and flow of the tides. Those who remain seem physically changed. Their skin becomes pale and sallow, almost transparent. Their hairline recedes and begins to thin, their jaw slackens as their bellies spread From the endless sitting in chairs for meetings about subjects that five years from now will only be a distant memory.” Decades9 To 530 SWork Poems Author:Endreketta H.