lights of yellow sunshine beaming down
like spot lights on the ground
in dark woods of green, and purple sheen
lighting bug carnival, the impersonators
blades of grass become the canopies
beetle warring his tux  shell of many colors
takes his place as barker scratching out sounds
followed by grass hoppers, the contortionist
frogs on pond croaking out harsh water song
as dragon flies, do acrobatics in the sky
spiders spin webs the high wire walkers
Ants perform as juggles and strong men acts
lifting, moving pebbles far and back
lady bugs the spotted clowns, flying away
all I viewed while I lay eye to  ground this day
this one ring circus of carnival style, I joined
my picnic blanket became the midway  shows
serving up food and drink for all on this day
as the sun set and they all crawled or flew away
I folded my blanket, to return another day