by Scott Scherr

Created on: December 27, 2009

Pirouette on Carousel

I penetrate the mist; what's there?
A heart with dreams immune to cares.
Behold such grace of life at play;
I dance with youthful yesterday.

The pirouette on carousel
A spinning life, so soon I fell.
Reclaim the balance of lost ways;
I dance with youthful yesterday.

Perfected form of elegance
Replaced by foolish arrogance.
If only I had simply stayed;
I dance with youthful yesterday.

What I would give to stand tiptoe
Upon the edge of dreams once known.
Just travel back to far away;
I dance with youthful yesterday.

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