The Greatest Show On Earth Nevermore
Nevermore to return...the last performance was grand...one-hundred years in the making and now nothing can be found
A painted face with a smile lost and left behind
leaves a field of broken dreams
Where one child lies
A waning clock tics as the years pass by
Now, but, a memory is all I can find
Quietly
Slowly
I turn the page
Of time...
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The big top tumbles
Tears lie deep within
A painted smile
Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2025
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