She moves through the fair
by joetwo
She moves through the fair
Dressed in flowers with hair of golden sun
She moves through the fair
Past stalls, crowds
She moves through the fair
Towards a nervous suitor
She moves through the fair
My hand in hers, leading on
She moves through the fair
Always in my heart, cherished forever
From Grammarghoul Press
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Written for the Grammar Ghoul Press Shapeshifting 13 Challenge #12
joe2poetry 
Really enjoyed this!
Cheers!
I like the repetition in this one, Joe.
I agree with journalread–the repetition builds a beautiful scene in this piece, Joe! Great job!
She moves through the fair
I’m with Tony on this one Joe
Swings and roundabouts.