Waiting for Rob’s circus…

I am waiting impatiently for Rob’s circus
Like its titular water to quench my thirst...

When I was so much younger than today
And I could be happy as well as be gay
A circus could not be really called one at all
If it had not animals to perform and enthrall;
When swinging trapezes, clowns and spinning plates
Conspired with reptiles, cats and clever primates
Conjured up a fabulous and other world
Fuelled the imagination of an awestruck girl
To dream of running away to join the crew
To go where impossible dreams come true…

Now that I am so much older than then
And circuses are civilized by the will of men:
I miss the giraffe, elephant and the horse -
Though not the historical cruelty of course,
But the magical and breathtaking spectacle -
Human cunning against powerful animal!
The excitement and excruciating anxiety
Of some dangerous and pulsating repartee...

But Water for Elephants is soon rolling in
Nostalgia being replayed on the big screen
And with the extraordinary super bonus
Of my Robert in this huge visual circus!

It all makes me want to run away like before
To join Rob's circus, and to dream once more….