The Prize…
Round and round
Year after Year
Life is like a Carousel
Ups…
Downs…
Fast…
Slow…
Never ending
Always chasing
something just
out of reach
Never able to
catch and hold
the Brass Ring
the Prize…
Always searching…
wanting…
Looking for…
Something just
out of reach
Yet…
Never really there…
Copyright © 2014 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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