Merry-go-round

October 2012

Once, a magical fascination,

the highlight of a reverie,

The colours that once stirred my imagination,

now bring poignant memories...

Of glimpsing my dear mama,

amongst many her sweetest smile,

of waving at her from my pony,

each time we passed her by...

 Now that I'm all grown up,

the haunting melodies still sound,

yet mama's face is no longer there,

her smile no longer to be found...

Turn the other way, merry-go-round!

Rewind the years that have gone!

Let me see mama one last time,

and then I'll move on...

Yet you're now another child's fascination,

the highlight of her reverie,

the colours of her imagination,

while she makes her own happy memories. 

So, farewell, merry-go-round!

 Farewell, my childhood friend. 

And perhaps when you've turned for some more years

we shall meet again.