Carousel

Carousel

The bell rings, the race is on

Energetic horses are galloping strong

Little jockeys straddling their steed

Squeal in delight, as they pick up speed

The music blares as the carousel spins

the riders' faces adorned with grins

Boys and girls, all ages and sizes

Shriek out loud as their horse drops, then rises

The dancing stallions whirl around

The laughter of children, a glorious sound

Cameras flash, freezing memories in time

All for the cost of a nickel and dime

The magical fillies, vibrant and bright

sense that the end is almost in sight

The graceful beauties glide along

Waltzing down the last furlong

The pace slows down at the last bend

Racers aware, their time's at an end

The bell rings, the horses stop

Contenders dismount from up top 


(With thanks to creative writing ink.co.uk writing prompts May 19th 2016)