The Carousel

Come ride our fabulous horse,
off on its nostalgic course,
back to a golden day
of laughter, sun and play!

The Time Machine

Caress your mane and enter in
and touch the lovers you have known
Up and down, round and round
One hundred years, we've held your rein
Up and down, round and round
You play your music from the stars
Where have your children gone
You have traveled a million miles
You will travel a million more
Up and down, round and round
Through the mirror ten thousand souls
Up and down, round and round
I touch your mane, I touch their souls
Up and down, round and round
To whirl and twirl with sculptured gold
With blazing lights and radiant eyes
Swirling through years gone by
Whirling through years to be
Everything has changed, you remain the same
Up and down, round and round
I touch your mane, I touch their souls
Up and down, round and round
by ~ Dennis W. Felty ~
(used with permission of the author)

Please visit Dennis' sites for some wonderful photography and inspiration.

Northstar Gallery

Keystone Human Services

Carousel Horses

Carousel horses are magic you know,
And there are no limits of where you can go.

Dreams can come true if you really believe,
Imagination and magic are thoughts that we weave.

Laughter and music are part of the joy,
from the oldest adult, to the littlest boy.

With a smile on their face, and a twinkle in their eye,
The children all watch the horses go by.

A ticket to ride, and a dream in your heart.
Hold on to the reigns, and the magic will start.

The carousel, the carousel, it's a magical place,
The magic can be seen in every child's face.

~Bill Carrington ©1999 ~

Carousels

Carousel music and horses flying fast.
It brings back the memories of a forgotten past.

It brings back the thoughts of being a kid.
Carnivals, candy apples, and things that we did.

The Carousel, the music, and the horses too.
All have a way of becoming a part of you.

Around and around in magical dreams.
The horses come alive, or so it seems.

The laughter of children and the smile on their face.
The Carousel, the Carousel, it's a magical place.

~ Bill Carrington ©1999 ~










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