My life seems like a whirling vortex,
Seasons change so fast,
Before one ends another begins,
Some days are a party, some other days a chore,
But through it all I try to stay sunny side up,
Only thing is it leaves me feeling a bit discombobulated a times.
I find my balance when I remember that each change will surely change again.
Hence I hold unto my peace steadfastly.
In response to the blacklight candelabra writing challenge. https://blacklightcandelabra.wordpress.com/2015/04/06/subconscious-dreamscapes/