rainbow colored clouds
remind me of cotton candy
and fairs.  and you:  remember?

the sights, the sounds,
the smells?  you would pick
me up, put me high above the

world:  i was safe, there
on your shoulders, watching
the rides whirl around our heads,

laughing at kenny stagger
from one to the next, a boy
determined to prove his manhood

on the midway:  no fool
ride was going to make a fool
out of him.  we'd go to the petting

zoo, giggling as karen rode
her first pony, a smile of part
fun, all terror, stuck on her face.

of course, we'd go to the
demolition derby:  you loved the
cars whizzing about the track, only

to smash themselves into
unrecognizeable piles of junk.
at the end of the day, you'd buy me

sugary sweetness that would
melt on the tips of our tongues and
we would have forever to be together ...

a little girl and her daddy.  that
is why i think of cotton candy when
i see rainbow colored clouds in the sky.

(c) 2009, Karla Dorman (3/4)