Life is our Toy

We are the makers of our destiny. Life is a toy in our hand.

The sun speaks to me everyday. 

 Always has something special to say.  

It's not always bright, not always cheery, 

but always to my heart, always clear to me.

This morning I heard his song.  

The humming I could feel so strong.  

The music revolved around, lifting me fifty feet from the ground, 

I knew how to fly, so high in the sky, I could see all the way around.

I can see just how far we've come, 

exponentiating our combined sum.  

Towards endless joy, we will deploy, 

on a journey together, our plans in our hands like a toy.

Reviews

[Jeannear]

very nice poem thanks for sharing

[Priscilla Sayers]

Again the subject is the sun and life but the romanticism still lingers. The flow of yours always enchants.