Poetic Interlude III

THE LITTLE GIRL’S BALLOON

Across the starry sky there arose

A wind-caught balloon

Gone from the grasp of a little lass

Her pleasure gone too soon

She stood stunned – her inner world awry

The balloon had not said goodbye

She was stuck in shock with a tear in her eye

She watched it rise higher on windy-wing

This soft delicate form that had lodged in her little grasp

Had slipped away – it’s life had passed

Away it went skyward and quickly out of sight

Despite the lanterns of the starry starry night

At last giving-in to her shock and bewilderment

She burst into tears as she looked at her hand 

Wondering why it didn’t understand

she didn’t want the balloon to leave unplanned

She was going to talk to the balloon all night long

– As it lay beside her in bed, – and even sing it a song

She would have put a cap upon it’s head

And given it ‘painted eyes, a nose and a mouth’, so she said

But her companion had taken flight

Leaving her with such a fright

But perhaps tomorrow it would return

Perhaps it would fly – back-in – if she waited

But she didn’t understand – that word – deflated

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