A happy Saturday evening having fun at the fair,
It was getting kind of dark so there weren't many people there;
A massive wheel going round and round caught my 5 year old eyes,
"Daddy let's go on that one," my high little voice cried.
We boarded this gigantic wheel that made circles in the sky,
I giggled and laughed as from the ground my mother watched us fly.
Suddenly the big wheel stopped, our carriage still up so high,
"I think it's broken down my loves," my mother loudly cried.
"Oh no!" I screamed and waved my arms, tears rolling down my cheeks,
"We're stuck up here, we're going to die and never leave these seats!"
"Calm down princess, we'll be alright," my father tried to say,
"They'll fix the ride and get us down and we'll be on our way."
But the tears just would not stop till my feet touched the ground,
My mother met me with a hug and tried to calm me down.
"Let's go home, you've had enough," my mother lets me know,
And slowly led me through the fair as homeward bound we go.
But unseen to my young eyes my mother and father shared,
a look of amusement, guilt and shame all in one quick little stare.
"That wasn't as funny as I thought it would be," my mother had to admit,
"Yeah," my father agreed with her, "She threw such a hissy fit".
"Well I'm sure we didn't do permanent damage, It's not that big a deal",
But I'm 20 years old now and have to admit that I am petrified of the Ferris Wheel.