Sitting on a bench, gazing far and wide,
I see a place where life's lessons reside.
A merry-go-round, in circles it goes,
Like seasons' change, and life's ebbs and flows.
A sea-saw's rhythm, up and down it swings,
Like days of joy and sorrow, life's offerings.
A swing set's motion, back and forth it flies,
Pushing forward from the past, reaching for skies.
A slide awaits, stairs high, a swift descent,
Coasting through life's challenges, well spent.
The tubular slide, a journey smooth and fast,
Replicating progress, in memories cast.
These recreations, in their simple grace,
Mirror life's structure, its pace.
Analogies to our being, so clear,
In every creation, life draws near.
About the Creator
Tracy Toccara
Tracy Toccara is a poet and a warrior of life whose verses chronicle a profound journey from the shadows of addiction to the light of recovery. Her collection of poems is not merely words on a page; it is a testament to her resilience.
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