Red Balloon
At any rate, a boy was holding a red balloon
Filled with helium, attached to a red ribbon.
Swirling and whirling without constraints
Having fun together they became fast friends,
Teasing the boy, balloon went way up high
Pulling away altogether seeking new heights,
Showing-off prowess, swaying random flight
Looking down to ensure, lad was all smiles,
Higher and higher the red dot danced
Getting swept away by a wicked day-storm.
And the little friend cried for he lost his toy
As no longer could he see it in distant sky,
But it swung back oscillating in a windy dive
When jumping with joy, the boy waved high-five.
One nasty commotion, one final good bye
As balloon burst to pieces in front of his eyes.
Happily, the lad received an identical red balloon
But unlike his friend, it refused to fly or bounce.
That's when the child noticed first time in his life
Difference between a friend and one who is not.
January 22, 2018
Poem of the day on 1/24/2018
HM: Brian's Choice 6 Contest by Brian Strand
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