Summer – gone! September – gone! October – gone! Here we are in November and the elections are over! Happiness for some, disappointment for others but hopefully the future holds ambitions for all based upon American values. Before venturing ahead, let’s step back to a moment in time that is filled with possibly the fondest of childhood memories. . .
Memoires on awakenings2012.blogspot.fr
The Carousel
On a late fall Saturday afternoon
Straight out of a child’s dream
Young and old, mystified and amazed
Watched hundreds of lights beam
Smiles and laughter the carnival enthused
Stretching back time to the first carousel
Sounds emitted of familiar organ tunes
Permeated the air like a magic spell
Thirty-two hand-painted horses
Two chariots and four love seats
Ornately decorated and trimmed in brass
Synchronized movements to the off-tone beats
Metal gears, joints and jumping poles
Created fascination beyond measure
How surprising one would pay someone a nickel
To ride a wooden horse in circles for pleasure
Freedom enjoyed on carnival day
Made the carousel part of timeless traditions
Its ride connected the past to the present
Laying the foundation for future generations
©2009 Remembering
Sharla Lee Shults
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