Reinterpretation of Circle Game by Joni Mitchell
Just last year this gal came out to wander
With some stories trapped inside my head,
Fearful, I loved my new home and strange town
While tearful for the falling of my man.
Then this gal wrote twelve months ’round the seasons
Describing lonely widowhood to all
Friendship, love, and writing of adventure
Promising to make all my dreams come true
And the year, has gone round and round
And this gal’s life has left her unbound
I’m blogging ’bout my Winterpast and time
I can’t go back, I can only look
Ahead towards what I know
And go round and round the months
As they turn so slow.
Fifty two weeks and four long seasons gone now
Since first I put my words upon the screen
My book takes time, surely it won’t be long now
As I drag my feet feet to slow the process down
And the year has gone round and round
And this gal’s life has left her unbound
I’m blogging ’bout my Winterpast and time
I can’t go back, I can only look
Ahead towards what I know
And go round and round the months
As they turn so slow
Through the year, this gal is now more settled
My dreams and writing rose to carry me through
There are new dreams, a sweet love, new and plenty
Before my last revolving year is through.
And the year has gone round and round
And this gal’s life has left her unbound
I’m blogging ’bout my Winterpast and time
I can’t go back, I can only look
Ahead towards what I know
And go round and round the months
As they turn so slow.
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To all my beloved readers,
On this the one year anniversary of my blog, THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart. This has been a most rewarding experience as I share my thoughts with you. Thank you for following my journey. I love you all. Joy