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