once, when i was a little girl
my daddy took me to the circus
and i saw a man there who
spun plates on sticks, five or six at a time!
all these plates in the air at once spinning spinning
and he didn’t let a single one fall
later, when i was old enough
to know of such things
i met a man who did the same thing
but he did it with hearts instead of plates
all these hearts in the air at once spinning spinning
he wasn’t as good as the man at the circus….
‘cause hearts aren’t plates
and they talk to each other
the sound of all those hearts breaking
as they hit the ground was pitiful, I heard
for mine was among them
then i felt like the circus clown
KEITH R. WILL..., 4 months ago
very nice
greeneyedlady in reply to KEITH R. WILLIAMS’s comment, 4 months ago
thanks, keith!
lianne, 4 months ago
I like this a lot! Like the style, the flow and the message! How true this is!
greeneyedlady in reply to lianne’s comment, 4 months ago
probably can’t find anybody who hasn’t met a man (or woman!) like this…glad you like it!