The Merry-Go-Round
By Ayva D
Published 21 September 2017
Special as my heart,
Cold as the breeze in the wind,
Spins like a dancer on stage,
Horses riding around the place,
The music is a whole new dream as you sleep,
It is as pretty as a diamond that shines rainbow lights,
As fragile as a looking glass breaking on the ground,
It goes round and round until the mindful music stops.