R.E

weightless Purple Balloon

a weightless purple balloon

destined to touch the heavens this fine afternoon

But it does not

It is stuck

Stuck in a tree

I would help it be free

But it is to high for me

It will sit there till the sun goes down

Its destiny will shrivel up

And it will fall to the ground

 

R.E

5/27/18



 



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