(C) 2021, Pamela Schloesser Canepa
My life is a three-ring circus, but someone forgot the popcorn.
I am a performer that sometimes falls at breakneck speed,
Never allowed to simply sit in the stands.
Sometimes I fret over how I have performed…
I sometimes am greeted by smiles, and other times, worry lines.
After a fall, I dust myself off and practice my turns, I can not give up.
Maybe it never slows down, and I’ll need to stay well-rehearsed
Maybe I should call the shots and require performer’s rights
Being a one-woman show who enlists others to join
We’ll dance with elephants and laugh with the monkeys while singing jolly songs
I don’t control this circus, but I can set the tone.
The smile on my face is my choice, the reaction I choose is my dance on the wire.