A Purpose
Life took me for a ride
up
It took me
It took me
down
It spun me round and round
like a spinning top () ()
unknowing where it will stop
out of control one minute
then in control the next
changes and more changes
arranging and rearranging
Building and taking apart
in the journey called life
brought to a place
to fulfill a purpose.
28/06/17
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2017
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