Carnival goes round

Full of colors, full of sounds

And the ground trembles with it’s wieght

Life is but the game

Played out on the fairways

Colored lights hide the scars

Speakers blare happy sounds

As we tread on the sticky ground

Carnival offers hope

A lighted pathway to dreams

But the funhouse always gets in the way

Causing confusion and miss steps

As we tumble out the back door

A carnival of dreams

A carnival of sounds

A carnival to hide the wounds we all feel…

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About leeskid (Brenda Cowan)

Breathing, writing, listening
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