Summer evening at the fair
I walked up
to the vendor
it was late,
I knew.
Still,
I asked
would you have time,
still,
to make me a cone
of cotton candy?
He said yes,
thrilled I was.
Watching as the threads of sugar
spun faster and faster around,
dizzy,
fibers of sugar
captured
by a paper cone.
It was magic
I watched
the sugar threads,
sweet yarns
for me,
from he.
Handing it to me
I smile
looking at the confection
warm, sticky, delicious.
Admiring its beauty
on a warm
summer
evening
my eyes
shining.
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Ah to be yound again
Ronald J. Edwards
Trinity Ink
http://trinityinkexperiencestrengthandhope.blogspot.com
Raskin, you captured the great times of carnival and circus days as a child. I enjoyed this write. ah to be young again ....
ron
thanks
for reading and commenting ron. This was recent I went to a fair with my kids, had cotton candy. I love to watch it made and then it is a bit warm still much better than in the bag. We share it. It is a wonder to watch the faces around the vendor when he is making the candy. raskin
I do Love
Candy floss and fairs Raskin and also loved your poem , hugs from Willow
thanks willow
for reading and commenting. It is fun to watch the people at fairs, I really enjoy the diversity, the color. raskin
i love the pink ones..i
i love the pink ones..i could have been one of them in the crowd...so vivid
yes mimi
that is entirely possible but I was focused on the cotton candy. I think I have a fascination for cotton candy I seem to write a lot about it. Thanks for reading and commenting. raskin
raskin
this piece makes us young again huh!
i enjoy the way you narrate how it is made... i love cotton candy
claire
thanks claire
it's fun to remember. raskin