We spent a nice family day together.
We now have two chrysali instead of one.
As I was helping Andrew get ready for bed it hit like an arrow to the heart...time is speeding away from us, he's so tall and independent and moving away from us. My babies are all growing up.
Then my bro sent me the lyrics (and a link) to this song. I of course am a big stinker and like this version better than Joni's. Sorry Joni, I'm a baby music listener and my tastes are more limited than they should be.
Besides, with SCC's child dead this year, the song is even more poignant coming from his lips.
"The Circle Game" -- Joni Mitchell, 1970
Yesterday a child came out to wonder
Caught a dragonfly inside a jar
Fearful when the sky was full of thunder
And tearful at the falling of a star
Then the child moved ten times round the seasons
Skated over ten clear frozen streams
Words like, when you're older, must appease him
And promises of someday make his dreams
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game
Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now
Cartwheels turn to car wheels thru the town
And they tell him, Take your time, it won't be long now
Till you drag your feet to slow the circles down
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game
So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty
Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true
There'll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty
Before the last revolving year is through
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return, we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game
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