Wednesday, April 13, 2016

I am the balloon.




Floating murals of balloons in a misty blue sky.
Wandering where ever it pleases, fiery flames inside.
Racing toward the moon it feels like a rocket ship fiery and fast.
Glaring down there are billions of that feel like light bulbs.
Still, one stand a lone balloon lingering around in the air feeling light and airy.
Us all including myself, feel free and beautiful.Me as a balloon feels like an aeroplane gliding swiftly through the air.

How would you feel if you where a balloon floating through the air?

 Would you feel scared? Or would it be amazing to glide above everything??

1 comment:

  1. Dear,Rose
    I like how you used very descriptive words

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