my mind says

it wasn’t real

never happened

all those smiling people
all those laughing kids

dawn to dusk good times

a dream that never was

wandering the state fair of happiness
ears buzzing
listening
amazed

to descriptions of the goings on

clowns on stilts
racing clowns on tricycles
beaming parents chasing joyous kids

here Daddy!

this one Mom!

family at its finest

and all the while
mouth watering aromas
tickling my tonsils
ice cream dripping down our shirts
amped up music pounding hot summer air





dancing like nobody was watching

because being blind means I can’t see you

and so , you can’t see me

no, my mind tells me a day later

I don’t deserve heaven

too good

too much

no way

it never happened

but

I smile

fingering the ticket stub


tio stib