Woolen mittens flying everywhere
the best showing of the afternoon
well played, I thought,
as the wind waved them off
Wind buffeted the tent booths;
their wares inside giddy with surprise
their vendors smiling, ever buoyant,.
strolling between the rows of white tents
I bought nothing that day --
but flying mittens made me happy.
S. Olivier
09/08/24
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