Spinning, spinning twirling around
faster, faster around I go
until dizzy I fall to the ground.
Waiting, waiting for someone
to come along and pick me up.
Crumpled in a heap, alone I wait.
No knight in shining armor.
No parent with loving arms.
Alone I wait until I look within.
There I find the one I’ve waited for-
no outside person, only me.
I find the strength to pick myself up
and firm I stand on shaky ground
as the world keeps on spinning around.