Merry-Go-Round in Winter Wonderland

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Calliope Go Round

Refrain

The calliope pipes play,

and the merry world goes 'round,

mesmerized by the magical sound.

We choose our horses,

or they choose us.

We mount and ride them,

without any fuss.

For we are innocent,

and know not our fate,

until the elders teach us,

by then, it’s too late.

(Refrain)

As conflicts arise,

in our fresh minds,

we seek our peers' opinions,

while authority declines.

Charged with knowledge,

of the emerging new order,

we challenge the elders,

and cross over the border.

(Refrain)

Full of passion and drive,

we ride our ponies of old,

taking on new pathways,

reaching for that ring of gold.

But the best laid plans,

of all mentors and men,

the world comes full circle,

and we often fail again.

(Refrain)

As time goes on,

we fall off that horse,

no longer will we take,

that uphill course.

We resort to old adages,

nostalgia and ways.

The hardening of our ideas,

to the end of our days.

(Refrain)

Copyright 2019 © Ronald W. Hull

5/30/19

You can read this poem at my website here.