Source: We Heart It

Source: We Heart It

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