Magic Balloon
If I had a magic balloon
I'd hold onto it and see
where in the world
it would take me.
Into a sky of blue,
over a sea of green,
through the clouds of white,
and down to a new scene.
Now hold my hand tight.
Up into the sky we'll go.
We'll float upon the wind.
Sometimes we'll fly fast.
Sometimes slow.
We'll feel the cool air in our hair
and on our happy faces
blowing us to new friends
in faraway places.
By: Carole O'Terry Duet
Copyright: Feb. 25, 2006
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Copyright © Carole Duet | Year Posted 2016
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