When I saw the old lady in the wheelchair gazing at the kids playing in the fountain, I knew what the old lady was thinking. The following words probably described how she feels.
From afar, she gazes at the dance steps of the water and children,
They remind her of her own.
Her own children,
her own childhood.
I wanted to capture the gaze of the old lady, how she seems to be mesmerized by the children; she was there for a good 10 minutes. Personally, I think I have successfully isolated the subject and framed it rather aptly.
Well, I'm not really sure in what specific area I want critique on, so I guess anything's fine