Goodbye For Now
The rain fell like tears of a clown
A solemn salute as the big top fell down
Nevermore shall the celebration return
The vagabonds left the field with nowhere to turn....
A single flower gripped in the hand of a painted dream
Swaying in the breeze along an old dusty road....
Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2025
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