Natasha Sequeira
#AZatPP #day18 #LetterR
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Behold! The children
On the roundabout,
At the fair.
Smiling faces,
Infectious giggles,
Wind in the hair.
But what’s this?
Some children are missing out,
They are scared to ride the roundabout.
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I see myself in these children sitting- out,
Not partaking in the fun of riding a roundabout.
Scared that if I ventured,
My breakfast would be out.
Then I realised about the roundabout and life.
A blessed opportunity doesn’t knock twice.
Stood I on that roundabout,
And shut my mouth tight.
Held I, onto the reins
Of my beautiful, God-given, Life.
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Pic credit: Unsplash: Jason Mitrione.
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#Roundabout: British word for Merry-go-round.
What a lovely metaphor!
Thanks for appreciating, Sai!
Such a lovely comparison. A great message told in a very nice way💚
Grateful for the appreciation, dear Gowri💚
Beautiful 💚💚💚
Thanks Kirti💚
Oh i was one of them.. Not on the roundabout! 😀 I am atill scared 😱
Hugs, Jaya Pillai
Genuine fear
Indeed, Sarita M’am😍
Wow! What a beautiful metaphor! A truth told in a very beautiful way💚💚
Thanks so much, Pooja dear. This was the story of my life. I was always afraid of the carousel and any rides that went around and around because I would throw up. Yet, I knew I was missing out on all the fun!
My breakfast will be out.Haha.
Poem is nice Natasha.
Thanks Charulata M’am. Happy you liked it
Beautifully deep, Natasha. Lovely poem💚💚💚
The adult and child’s experiences in a nutshell! What a powerful message.💚
Thanks so much, Mumtaz dear
Thanks my dear Moonmoon💚