Life is like riding upon a carousel

Always seeking to catch

That golden ring

Riding about wondering

If tomorrow that ship will come in


Life is like a flowing river

Ever seeking to meet the sea

Ever seeking to find a way

Out of the gray and ordinary

Smiles few and far between


Life is like wanting to fly

Feeling captured in a cage

Looking to soar into the sky

Over the clouds

Perhaps take a magic carpet ride


Life is like music

The notes and tunes changing

Some are sad, some glad

Days when the good times are here

And days when we’re wondering

If we struck a wrong note


Life is full of color

Just have to mix it right

The dark with the bright

Exchanging smiles for frowns

Seeking a helping hand

When the world turns upside down


About Rasma R

I live in Riga, Latvia. I was born in N.Y.C. Love to write articles and poetry. Instruct people in the English language. Live in the suburbs with my husband Martin and my wonderful cat Sid. I love rock and roll, cooking, reading, poetry and traveling.
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