Roll along

Happy a second,
Gloomy the other,
World plays a see-saw,
Where lives lay the ground.

Up and down,
Back and forth,
You may be let to fly high,
Along the wind and breeze.

But not always higher,
As the thrill starts,
Only when you slide down,
The roller-coaster ride.

Ensure you do not,
hit the rock bottom,
For it’s a mighty way,
Back up the swing!

…Sara