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The Family With the Couple at the County Fair
She wanted out of the wheelchair which confined her.
But those close to her worried what peering eyes would fixate.
And so it was that she rode the spinning wheel with seats attatched by strings.
Nestled in she saw the sunset and the lights from the ground attractions streamed phenomenal blur.
The wind in her hair.
And somehow her parents saw her face become clearer.
Ever so fragile to place her to that which she despised but knew like the back of her palm.
She was so young at 31, all that she wore she had to claw and scratch for.
Sitting by the forest in the late afternoon she hadn't enough to afford her the energy to walk amongst.
An inconvenience he thought; why here of all places?
The moon yellow and magnified by the harvest enough to remind her of the fever yearning inside.
Shrouded in white she walked the twilight to the river near where she saw the fawn.
Night settled and all was at ease.
And he grew concerned only about the time.
He didn't even notice the miracle in her mind.
