on the 4th of July
after the parade
all of the children
gathered in the field on the north side of the fairgrounds
together
this ground was safe,
for children to run and reach and scramble
chosen for its safety
surrounded by a fence
keeping all the children inside
together
a bulls eye for one
this field of children
looking up
anticipating
together
a perimeter of parents
cameras
beer in plastic cups
waiting and watching
these children
together
the distant hum
of a small plane
a crop duster
swinging low
with a cargo of 1000 ping pong balls
dropped over the field
together
falling like feathers
that bounce
or are caught in small hands
children like mother hens sheltering eggs
fill their make shift t-shirt basket nests
together
treasures,
not only ping pong balls
but ping pong balls stamped with fair prizes
a hot dog
a slushy
or perhaps a five-dollar bill
and all the children leave the field with bounty
on cloud nine
together
Oh, my gosh!!!! Is this true? What a delight. Great description and tension. Very good.
This is true. One of my favorite memories as a child, standing in a field waiting for ping pong balls to drop on us. New Berlin, Wisconson. 1970’s