Balloon Magic
A happy toddler chases pink and blue balloons around the room.
They help give her parents a cheerful joyful happy reveal.
A girl and a boy! Twin babies! The grandparents are excited.
The aunts and uncles are laughing and hugging them.
I am not surprised. Everything was magical
From the minute they met in Santa Fe.
I am the auntie of the cute toddler and I remember it.
Does this remind you of the Hot Air Balloon festival?
Daddy nods. Yes, but did you have any idea this would happen?
The child is squealing and laughing.
Her blonde curly hair nodding with each jump.
My sister studies her husband’s blonde curly hair and says, “I wished.”
“Your wishes came true, “I said.
I help my darling niece chase balloons around the world.
Her squealing gets louder.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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