Amazing Fair

• Abby Sanderson, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2019

The wind in her hair,
the wind at the fair,
the amazing fresh air.

I thought it was a dream,
but it is not as it seams.
I love the fair,
it's like a breath of fresh air.

As the night comes,
all the rides begun,
and it seemed so fun,
until it was done.