Carousel

SunSearcher

As the carousel spins round

I can't help but smile.

One by one with joy abound 

The horses trot right on by.

 

A mom and a child, they both embrace 

To hold steady as it takes off to race.

Racing and charging to be the first one

To the finish line to see what they've won.

 

That little blond baby,

What will her future hold?

Or the boy with hair so wavy

Will this life keep him until he grows old?

 

So many possibilities for these young souls.

We should pray for them all to follow God's plan.

Pray that they dream, achieve, and grow

Because one day our world will be in their hands.

 

 

1/15/17

 

 

 

  • Author: SunSearcher (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 16th, 2017 07:16
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Christina8

    What a wonderful poem! I too wonder wonder what God has in store for children. What a stunning piece!

    • SunSearcher

      Thank you so much!

    • Tony36

      Great write

      • SunSearcher

        Appreciate it!

        • Tony36

          Welcome

        • willyweed

          all souls go to the Fathers mansion at the pre arranged agreed upon time there is a room for all
          a personalized heaven so to speak
          the writer for ww the angelic muse

          • SunSearcher

            Haha I'm not sure how to reply to this one 😂 ......thanks for reading!?

          • Dford1

            Good write

          • WriteBeLight

            Wonderful job!



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