#AZatPP #day18 #LetterR
Behold! The children
On the roundabout,
At the fair.
Wind in the hair.
But what’s this?
Some children are missing out,
They are scared to ride the roundabout.
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.
Pic credit: Unsplash: Jason Mitrione.
#Roundabout: British word for Merry-go-round.