Ferris Wheel by Pete Pyman - Literature - Ask Nem5

FERRIS WHEEL
© Pete Pyman

The view from the top of a Ferris wheel is immense. Looking straight down is not for the faint of heart. Through the framework maze of spokes and struts, seemingly far away, I could see fellow passengers embarking on their voyage to the top. The people around them, waiting to get on, looked like busy ants at a picnic. To the left, I could see the top of the Bumper cars and merry-go-round; from this angle the feet of the riders were all that were visible. The parking lot was full and the cars looked like something out of my kid brothers' toy-box. Beyond the lot I could see the roofs of buildings and the pigeons nesting on them. On the horizon, the sun, which had just set earlier, was still visible from my perch high above the rest of the crowd. How spectacular it was! The lovely red and purple hues seemed to melt into the skyline. Suddenly, the wheel started to move and I felt torn from my perch as we began the descent earthward; a descent back into to the realm of the ant-like little people. I was to be one of them again, for now, until I could get more tickets.

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