In a world of wonders, a balloon so bright,
Red and buoyant, taking flight.
Children's joy in the park so wide,
A red balloon, a joyful guide.
Floating free, in the sky so high,
Dancing with clouds, reaching for the sky.
Through bustling streets and city squares,
The red balloon floats, light as cares.
In open fields where wildflowers bloom,
The red balloon dances, dispelling gloom.
Beware of branches that may snag,
A little escape artist, playful and spry.
So, in the tale of the red balloon,
A burst of joy, like a cheerful tune.
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Take Me With You
I've been here, my love. Watching, waiting. I've wanted to come to you, but I can't seem to break free of these wrought iron bars. You must have looked upon my face at least a hundred times these last few months, yet your face never once lit up for me. Not the way I know mine does for you. It's like you didn't recognize me anymore.
By Kenny Penn2 days ago in Fiction
Comments (3)
lovely poem
NICE
Delightful!