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At the Fair with Rod


Come with me to the sea
Where ferris wheels spin lovers
To the stars and Merry-go-round
Steeds gallop around the world

We’ll dip our toes into the waves
Feed french fries to the sea gulls
Then trace each other’s lips
With cotton candy fingers

I’ll toss rings until I win
The biggest prize for you
The big black bear with a red
Ribbon tied in a bow around its neck

Let’s have our pictured snapped
In a booth, making funny faces
Smiling with goofy grins, kissing
So we will remember in old age

Follow me to the water’s edge
We’ll spread a blanket on the sand
And feast on hot dogs until dark
Then wrapped in sun-warmed arms

Dream until tomorrow comes



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8 thoughts on “At the Fair with Rod

  1. I love the cascading memories-so beautiful and romantic! I love the galloping steeds and cotton candy finger tracing~ So, sweet! I am happy you went to the fair!


  2. Rod was too saccharine for me; my tastes ran to L. Cohen & Bukowski & Ginsberg & Snyder; but your lovely reflective & remembrance rocks the prompt gently, & it did hit one of my warm & fuzzy buttons.


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