My thoughts ride on a merry-go-round,
Circling away and back again.
Sometimes clarity just can’t be found;
Often I search for this very good friend.

Happy thoughts smile and wave as they ride,
Tossing their heads in joyful play;
Sorrow and confusion try to hide,
How they’d like to get off and run away!

Some thoughts want nothing to do with sleep;
They want to keep riding till dawn;
But stronger thoughts know just how to keep
These rascals in check so all slumber on.

So goes life on a merry-go-round,
As all thoughts take turns joining in:
Each voice is raised to create the sound
That expresses such a full life within.


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