As all things they go up and down in life,
As always fortune's wheel is on the move
As moments' joy is followed by more strife
We feel relief, but then have things to prove.
We're stuck in cars on someone's motorway
We're back to back with no where we can drive
The children growing restless for some play
And everybody feeling half alive.
So in this traffic jam are words in lines
The sonnets past and all those still to come
The sparkling letters LOVE on neon signs
And all the things that stop us feeling numb.
So round and round we go in endless space
Balancing on happiness, love and grace.
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