Circus Mom and Dad

They met each other in the circus, their son told me. I was watching them balance each other on one lone knee. They were fascinating, I had never seen Anything as delightful, joyful, or completely keen. His mother hung by the rafters and gave me a nod. His father was playing an accordion, they were neither one a fraud. I loved eating dinner at their table, watching their performing ways. Frankly, I could have moved in and stayed for days.