The carousel of life

Plays the tune

Of our days

Each day we choose

Our ride.

Round and round

The same horse each day

The ride is the same

Round and round

The trip is the same.

Choose an alternate ride;

Oddly different this trip.

Round and round

To a different perspective.


Sameness lulls the mind.


Our carousel may be

A matter of fate

Our choices

Each day

Are not.