by Rebecca Adelyn Rutherford
The pitch-black sky,
The gleam in your eyes,
The mooing cows
And the screams from the rides
All combine on a summer’s night
At the County Fair.
The light shining on my turquoise
The mildness of your voice
Singing through the crisp air,
A summer’s night at the County Fair.
The indigo clouds
And the one lone star
Hang above a soft, subtle breeze.
Laughter and screams
Piercing the air, once again
A summer’s night
At the County Fair.
