Which way is up?

I haven't wrote a poem
in such a great long time
I fear I lost the words
to make this sing song rhyme

Where shall we go?
Let's get it right
to find the gold
be day or night

Red wine is fine
looks great from the sky
inside or outside
It will take you so high

Happiness giggles
and it doesn't really matter
which way is up
or who took the ladder

You look like you mean it
and oh, you're so busy!
when everyone knows
dang, you're just dizzy