Swirls

I rode the Ferris wheel today

It's been so long I felt young

Kids were watching

I felt as if they saw my inner child

When the ride stopped

So did my joy

When did I get this old

So many memories

I want more

I yearn for the happiness

That these children have

Not the satisfaction from rewards

The pleasures of being carefree

The thrill of the chase

I want to play in mud

Chase dog tails and fireflies

The next time I see this wheel

I won't ride it

I'll be too old

Maybe I'll just grab a stick

And make swirls.