C a r o u s e l



LORD,    Each day of my life,
like a carousel turns,
There are chances to take,
and lessons to learn.


Caught up in problems,
that each day would bring.
Chances slip by,
to catch the brass ring.


Whenever I felt my
ride slowing down,
Your gentle hand would
push me around.



Picking me up, each
time that I fell ~
You rode beside me on my

Carousel.


~Peggy Whiting~






I have dedicated this favorite poem page to my wonderful Mother; who also loved colorful things. She once told me this song was her favorite.

I miss her very much; and I know for these past thirty years, she's been strolling through that perfect Garden; with our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.




"In The Garden"





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