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Heartache On the Hills

Daisy let go of her mummy’s hand 
as they released a red heart shaped balloon

craning their necks as it grew into a tiny speck 
until it  finally disappeared

Don’t cry mummy …
Daddy will love our Valentine’s gift


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06/08/21

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Debjani Mitra

June 12, 2021 at 7:36 PM

O..such a heart wrenching write..we can feel the pain and love and the red balloon....so many people have been claimed by untimely death in this corona time...

Terry Flood

June 10, 2021 at 5:43 PM

Delighted with your first place, Jan. Well deserved. Terry

Alexis Y.

June 10, 2021 at 11:42 AM

Hi Jan, I'm just coming to say congratulations on your top win. It was well deserved. Have a great day:-) Alexis

Sam Kauffman

June 10, 2021 at 10:05 AM

So lovely in its sadness Jan. Really pulls at the "heart." Congratulations on your win. Hugs

Paula Goldsmith

June 10, 2021 at 8:35 AM

Congratulations on your win. A lovely write. Enjoy your win with blessings............

Jenna Logan

June 10, 2021 at 6:34 AM

You've written quite the winning lines. Congrats, Jan.

Regina Mcintosh

June 10, 2021 at 1:50 AM

Congrats with this amazing write. I love it. God bless you always, Love, Gina

Rama Balasubramanian

June 9, 2021 at 10:30 PM

A heartfelt write. Congratulations!

Christuraj Alex

June 9, 2021 at 10:27 PM

I had appreciated this poem. Congratulations again.

Joanna Daniel

June 9, 2021 at 10:03 PM

A heart touching poem, Jan, six lines that say so much, congratulations on your win:)

Anisha Dutta

June 9, 2021 at 9:48 PM

Your heartache touched my heart. CONGRATS to win TOP.

Eve Roper

June 9, 2021 at 9:32 PM

This is heart ranching, Jan, congratulations on your win. Visit my blog. Hugs Eve

Terry Flood

June 9, 2021 at 5:15 PM

Kicking myself Jan, for not getting this straight off. It clicked soon after and as others have implied, sad, happy, profound all at the same time. Picture reminds me of one if my all time favourite records; Ninety Nine Red Balloons. Smashing poem, Jan. Terry

Mike Gentile

June 9, 2021 at 1:07 PM

This is such a beautiful expression Jan and also so very heartbreaking! You really packed a lot into such words. happy Wednesday xxoo

Rico Leffanta

June 9, 2021 at 11:20 AM

Interesting that children believe the dead rise to the light rather than the dark side of the moon .....nice write, Jan! Aloha! Rico

Christuraj Alex

June 9, 2021 at 3:20 AM

A Beautiful Poem.

Victor Buhagiar

June 8, 2021 at 10:55 PM

Cute and poignant. Daddy will love it. Hugs.

Beryl Edmonds

June 8, 2021 at 4:13 PM

That’s sad and beautiful at the same time Jan, very touching… Belle

Alexis Y.

June 8, 2021 at 3:34 PM

Hi Jan, It’s hard to read your poignant,heartfelt write. It made me think of my dad, that’s no longer here. Best wishes in the contest. Have a good day- Alexis

David Kavanagh

June 8, 2021 at 3:12 PM

The reality is that of the mother The innocence is that of a child, What a dichotomy you portray here Jan, I have a memory of when my grandma died we lived with her, I was 3 years old, everyone was calling into the house and crying, I was told everything is ok, by my parents gran had gone to heaven and was with holy God, I remember thinking so why is everyone so sad, your poem brings it to mind cheers David

David Kavanagh

June 8, 2021 at 3:34 PM

I know you do, but sometimes we must vent for our own release well I do, besides your a fantastic all round poet, cheers David

Jan Allison

June 8, 2021 at 3:20 PM

Thanks David I prefer humorous poems but this one was begging to be written and was inspired by seeing a red balloon caught in tree branches near the cemetery:-) hugs Jan xx