Today
the day dragged heavily across the tar lot
A sea of people invaded my space –
my children giggled at the top of their lungs and no one, but me, heard them –
Today
the smells of sugar, cheese, onions and grease slipped thru the air and
asked me to dance –
I gave in to the cotton candy –
I moved from bench to bench seeking the shade –
the sun hurt my skin and the part in my hair –
The day melted me and
I looked like I had spent the day walking under a shower head –
I swear the cheese curds were deep fried in fish oil and
the gyro wasn’t a gyro, but a caesar salad in pocket bread –
After all this, he turns to me –
“Mom, I had a gorgeous day today at the fair.”
G.R. Gorton
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-day-at-the-fair/
