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Before I fly. My family want me back.
Dreams and wishes
Filled my world
My hopes
My mind
Until they faded
Like balloons floating
High into the sky
Out of vision
Out of sight
On Saturday our local school held a fair. It was a great day. Finally I found a suitable photo for this post. A balloon rainbow 🙂
I went to a fair
And saw you there
With your wife
And perfect life
My heart felt sore
I knew the pain
I wish you well
Til we meet again
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Roy G. Biv.”
Today I offer myself balloons
To celebrate life and love and health
And to be kind to myself
On the day I’m celebrating
My birthday
The birthdays knock
On the door each year.
They take each child
While the night is dark.
My eight-year old has
Flown away, and in her place
A nine-year old is
In her place.
Reflections
Mirrored in balloons
Of burnt lime
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Twinkle.”
Poems and Petals 