Every year, the carnival came to town,
With colorful tents, and new songs.
When summer came, we knew it was time,
For the carnival to arrive.
The town looked different, ready for
The surprises the carnival would bring.
Always something new, something magical,
And we expected it with delight.
We wondered what new games they’d bring,
What new experiences for us.
Always something we’d never seen,
Things we never dreamed.
The carnival dolls, sat on the table,
Looking at us with their large eyes.
While we stared at them, they didn’t
Move, but only smiled.
If we could go back, to those carnival
Days, when the world was new and
Everything was a surprise. But we are older,
And the carnival dolls don’t come back.