My Life Goes Round and Round

My life goes round and round, like a carousel at an amusement park, an endless ride of ups and downs, smiling one minute followed by frowns. My life goes round and round, like a carousel at an amusement park, days, weeks, months and years, spin before my eyes with floating tears. My life goes round and round, like a carousel at an amusement park, dizziness occurs from all the blur, as the calliope music is a slur. My life goes round and round, like a carousel at an amusement park, once it stops at the end of day, I am at rest and not feeling fray. March 23, 2018.