The Fair
The fair begins today
and I'm all set to play!
Just like a kid, I'll stay
to spend my fun-filled day!
So long since I last went
to this type of event.
Plain joy is my intent;
my perfect week, cement.
I go on all the rides...
glide down the water slides.
For sure, fun here resides;
much needed thrill provides.
But, joy comes to an end.
Car shifts in a downtrend,
and makes her twist, descend,
as her seat goes upend.
My day at this fun fair
leaves thoughts I cannot bear.
The Ferris wheel hits snare...
her loved ones...in despair.
The fair began today
but I'm back home to stay.
To pray...no longer play...
that she survives this day.
February 25, 2019
Contest: At A Fair
Sponsor: Julia Ward
Sponsor's Required Theme:
"In your poem, tell me about an unusual happening
at a fair, one that takes it out of a happy time
and makes it not only unexpected but sinister."
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2019
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