The fair has been packed away
The pony rides and balloon walls
Out of sight
Carmel corn and fried dough still linger in the air
And the ground has muddy footprints from all the fair goers
Still the grounds are now an empty space filled with the ghosts of yesterday
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Jayne is a writer. On her free time she likes to be with her family hiking outdoors and traveling. New England is her home and place of birth. When asked what she wants to teach the world she replied, "Don't stop searching. Too many times, in my old life, I put my search aside for more 'important matters.' I didn't realize the thing I was searching for held what was most important; my soul purpose." Jayne works daily improving her craft and at times can get down on herself, but her favorite morning mantra is "It's a new day." and that's what she strives to start with.
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