On a ferris wheel, spinning opulent glee.

The people below a scattering sea,

while we scream and laugh and cry as three.

There sits a mother, a babe and I.

A day is a week and a year gone by.

They embrace one another; love in the sky.

A cough, a splutter but we’re okay.

Nothing will interrupt this incredible day

as we run and scream and laugh and pray

we wait for the smile to return so quick.

A million pieces we are. Was it a trick?

Now frozen in time and she feels sick.

Sharp corners of a windowless pane.

Bundled in blankets with dried tears all gone.

Our souls scorched but our hearts combine,

Our lives a mess but our hands intertwine.

We observe as the moon is naturally exchanged,

And so we stepped into the dawn, forever changed.