Happiness Is Like a Balloon
Happiness is like a balloon.
It comes in all different shapes, sizes, and colors.
Sometimes you might lose it, or someone takes it away.
Sometimes it pops or deflates.
But you must have the will to blow up a new balloon,
knowing no one else can do that for you.
For then, it wouldn’t be your balloon.
Copyright © Alexa Fazzino | Year Posted 2016
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment