Time Going Crazy Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Time running around, going crazy, not knowing whether
to keep time with the music or just keep in tune with
everyone's watch.

A tell-tale wonder that comes into view every week,
totally giving everyone that total passage of wonder
that takes us all in and out of life.

An imaginational reality, touching notes filled with
curiosity and utter amazement at everything going on
here at the Wagon Yard tonight.

Whirling and turning one another all through this
tantalizing evening of music being played by "Cold
Front" tonight.