Saturday, August 8, 2009

Coming Home (pre-preteen years)

He comes home a child no longer
But surely much stronger.
Everything is changed
Familiar haunts now strange.

The summer fair
Is here
The rides are still the same
Even their very name.
The food is just as fun
Especially the hot dog and it’s bun.
It’s as if the years had never passed
For time has not, the fair harassed.

When night was near
And the returned left there
He could only say
As his head he did lay
And he prayed
Thank God for the Southwest Washington Fair
Where memories are made.

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