Life Is Like a Maypole

Life Is Like A Maypole
As elegantly as it weaves
Over and under, curtsie if you please

Life is like a Maypole
It sometimes brings you to your knees
As the tine recantar 
Emotions as the breeze
In life you've got to remember

Our lives stand true and tall
There is only one direction
And then destiny lends its call
Fate whispers as she collects all of her fees

Bending slightly over as the men have the ball
Then you have to remember
The flavor of their malt
Screams of absurd laughter
The game begins to hault
The error is their fault
We forgot to put the roof on 
And now the error is called
7th
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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February 16, 2015 at 5:50 PM
Ruth, CONGRATULATIONS, on your Win **SKAT**
Allison Avatar
February 16, 2015 at 11:58 AM
beautifully penned many congrats on your win Ruth :-) Hugs Jan xx
Roberts Avatar
February 16, 2015 at 10:56 AM
Ruth congratulations and many thanks for your lovely poem....Seren
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January 20, 2015 at 12:21 PM
I like the way you compare life to a maypole, Ruth. The first stanza is an elegant opening gambit that captivates and leads one to read on. Yes, fate is always standing by, ready to take what is hers! The ending is great. #7 // paul
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February 17, 2015 at 12:48 PM
...back with congratulations, Ruth, on a lovely podium win! // paul
Courtney Avatar
January 20, 2015 at 9:56 PM
I was an exchange student for several years so thats why my English is poor, in Holland you have to learn the Maypole to graduate grade school.
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