the carousel played
in the carnival park
bright music to lure
tinkling lights in the dark

spirited ponies, animals quaint
all snorting and rearing
colored with paint

the spinning floor stops
for us to get on
we choose our mounts
it starts with a song

up and down go the horses
the calliope sings
as we go 'round we reach out for the rings

sometimes we miss them
they go on by
but there's always a chance
for the second try

the turning seasons
so very like life
you get your good job
your husband or wife

your car and your boat
your kids and their stuff
you go 'round and 'round
but you can't get enough!

then all of a sudden
death cuts like a knife
and you discover you've wasted your life

the scenery, the colors
just a smear. just a blurr
the music passed by
your heart was not stirred!

you didn't smell seabreeze
feel the wind in your face
you didn't seek God
missed out on His
GRACE

LIFE IS THE JOURNEY
but you forgot
you passed up the beauty
without a thought

LIFE ISN'T ALL GOLD
it don't mean a thing
so reach for the
Rose
as well as the
RING

reach out for
GOD
He's important as well
when you take your ride
on the bright

CAROUSEL


SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/15/2015



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