Roller coaster

What is life but hopes and dreams weaved in a smile

a youthful spry with a spirit of wild

a theater of long frowns and warm tears

all of it penned to paper by memory

that is stored in good and bad years

and, finally, a touch of gold for the end

inevitable divorce of body and soul by death

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The words were powerful and true. I liked them. I liked the use of the roller coaster. Gave strength and reason for the poem. A honest ending to the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Bear]

Very thought provoking, very touching as well, but that could be my age making me feel a comradery with your words. One thing though, that touch of gold for the end is really gray Ha! Ha!
Bravo! I love this one :~)

[Satoshi IroTzu]

I appreciate your time and honesty, Papa-Bear. I am really glad you enjoyed reading my poem.