The Parade of Life is always passing by

Marching Bands and Clowns you recognize

Twirling batons and Elephant Crap and the “Queen of the Parade” in the back of an old Cadillac

Memories as a kid when you sat in Mom’s lap and someone smoking a cigar right in front of you

Hot dogs and cotton candy until you almost throw up and a dog next to you that wants a taste of what’s in your cup

Prancing horses and flags of all colors and sizes, making you think of rainbows

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As you get older you remember those times ……and you come to realize the “Parade of Life” is always passing by……….sometimes it’s nice to find a good spot and watch it pass by

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