…THE DAY THE CIRCUS CAME TO TOWN

...The green was bare and the trees stood silent
...the space was reserved for the arrival of excitement
...soon the air would be filled with colour and vibrance
...with slapstick and dust and loud music present

...children moved as if projected by emotion
...adults, too lessened their expected reaction
...this pointed of places that moved in amongst its wind
...in a time, in a place, in a moment of life

...this handful of youth - this fist of amazement
...this carousel of smiling with sideshows of laughter
...so many new faces painted on the old faces of before
...I'll leave by the entrance its the self-same door

...rolling forever on - to leave is to come
...I know when this circus leaves town
...a tear will forever falle