Crowded alone, for a lonely cry, <br />Grasping, pleading, aching to feel, <br />Feeling hurt, not knowing why, <br />Like riding on a Ferris Wheel. <br /> <br />With desperate desolations, <br />Little rationalizing minds, <br />Like an imagined indecision, <br />Just like elation in a bind. <br /> <br />Then sanity comes round again, <br />Turning to meet up with before, <br />Go round, Go round, Go round, my dear, <br />Around the circle, dear, once more. <br /> <br />I stop and gaze, and then I see, <br />A lovely lovers gallery, <br />Those gone, those here, those yet to be, <br />All Stars, my love, my galaxy.<br /><br />Sandra Osborne<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ferris-wheel/
