Amusement
Tayla Plett
I open my eyes and look around,
The lights and sounds- are bright
My feet are off the ground.
Kids run to lines and search the ground
And pockets, the rides they will ride will surely excite,
I open my eyes and look around.
Music plays all at once, familiar sounds,
Competing for attention, wanting the limelight
I open my eyes and look around.
Balloon popping, prize-wining and clowns,
Your hand holds mine as if you’re holding on with all your might
I open my eyes and look around.
As we go faster, colors blend and boundaries seem drowned,
I pass over those below me in pure delight-
My feet are off the ground.
Happily terrified, thinking the frames’ unsound,
I see your eyes shut tight,
I open my eyes and look around.
My feet are off the ground.
Tayla Plett
I open my eyes and look around,
The lights and sounds- are bright
My feet are off the ground.
Kids run to lines and search the ground
And pockets, the rides they will ride will surely excite,
I open my eyes and look around.
Music plays all at once, familiar sounds,
Competing for attention, wanting the limelight
I open my eyes and look around.
Balloon popping, prize-wining and clowns,
Your hand holds mine as if you’re holding on with all your might
I open my eyes and look around.
As we go faster, colors blend and boundaries seem drowned,
I pass over those below me in pure delight-
My feet are off the ground.
Happily terrified, thinking the frames’ unsound,
I see your eyes shut tight,
I open my eyes and look around.
My feet are off the ground.
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