Good Morning

Roll up
Roll up
The fair of life
Is opening
The band organ
Plays and
Wooden horses
Up, down
Up, down
Trojan into the mind
The fairground
Of life is
Whirling around
With a wurlitzer’s
Sound in my ears
And I’m dizzy
And busy
And spinning
Around
With the wind
In my face
And still in
My heart
Still in my Heart
Still.

by David Taylor

Comments (3)

Awesome, I wish I could write a piece like this
Good morning. It's honoured I am to have my poem next to this merry go-round, in this morning's window on the world..
good morning to you... too. have a very poetic day.