Roller Coaster
As we stood in a friends driveway ,
Before a food truck wafting delicious smells,
And I watched pink cotton balls scurry across the sky at sunset,
And trees rain orange and yellow leaves,
In the chilly gusts,
And amid the chatter and laughter,
I found stillness
And wondered at this roller coaster of a day,
That started in tiredness of projected expectations,
Dipped in disappointment of failure,
Turned and twisted in the storm of self pity and anger,
Until concern for a sick child righted the world,
A job well done pulled up the spirits,
And at the end of this tumultuous ride,
Found strange peace under the evening sky.
--shubha
As we stood in a friends driveway ,
Before a food truck wafting delicious smells,
And I watched pink cotton balls scurry across the sky at sunset,
And trees rain orange and yellow leaves,
In the chilly gusts,
And amid the chatter and laughter,
I found stillness
And wondered at this roller coaster of a day,
That started in tiredness of projected expectations,
Dipped in disappointment of failure,
Turned and twisted in the storm of self pity and anger,
Until concern for a sick child righted the world,
A job well done pulled up the spirits,
And at the end of this tumultuous ride,
Found strange peace under the evening sky.
--shubha
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