Ballerina On Yellow Balloon
On the yellow balloon
The one that goes up
A red dressed girl tip toes daintily
Floats on the rubbery surface
Dances on the head of a pin
Helium never felt so good
Bare footed balanced on top
The world below is far from over
Primary blue sky, pastel oceans merge
Storm rises upside down and backward
Where winds might take them
Into the future where land and sea begin
Pink is not out of the question
Flamingos have been known to swoop
When they fly by a yellow balloon
A ballerina on top motions alone
Encircling observers from a helicopter
Close in to click a shot, camera ready
Pictured perfect with angel smiles
Observers step onto the thin skinned surface
Beside her to find her better side
Air is not friendly to heavy weight strangers
Pins brought on board present a problem
Drifting high above becomes a danger
Rotating blades get in the way of watchers
Balloons have been known to break or pop
When drifting with a beauty keep your distance
Leave the girl alone to float
Curved surfaces hold their own fragility
Helium high and pretty as she goes
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