May 17, 10:10 PM
THE CIRCLE GAME
It’s a lousy scan so thought I’d reproduce the words for you.
Yesterday a child came out to wonder. Caught a dragonfly inside a jar.
(In the circle)
And the seasons
They go round
And round. And
The painted ponies
Go up and down.
We’re captive on the
Carousel of Time.
The years spin by. Drag your feet to slow the circles down.
Jane Swanson
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