Comes around again 

Today poem is based on the daily prompt of ‘Carousel’. 

Comes around again 

Hand painted horses, moving up and down

A carousel ride, going round and round

Music plays, bright lights entice

Why not, let’s go on twice

A showmans pride, part of the guild

Constant upkeep, making people thrilled

A Wurlitzer sound from bygone days

A travelling show, gone in a haze

All that remains, tyre tracks from heavy gear

It’ll come round again, this time next year 


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