Iron Mountain ski jump

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Friday, January 16, 2015

The Day the Circus Came to Town-a poem

CHRIST IN WINTER: Reflections on Faith from a Place of Winter for the Years of Winter… ©

The day the circus came to town
I stood on the curb on Main Street
and watched the parade go by
It was more than I could stand
to stand
to watch
I took my place
at the dragging end
among steaming piles
of elephant dung
and left-over snarls
of second-hand lions, caged
We went to the big top
to do our acts before the people
It turned out that I
wore floppy shoes and a big red nose
Everyone clapped

John Robert McFarland

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