Red Balloon

By Bianca Mazziotti

I stared up at that big shiny, red balloon.

       It glistened in the sunlight.

I stared up at that big, shiny, red balloon.

       It glistened in my eyes and I glistened too.

I stared up at that big, shiny, red balloon.

       Squinting as I smiled, it was a good day.

I stared up at that big, shiny, red balloon.

       Running as it dragged behind me, laughter bubbling up.

I stared up at that big, shiny, red balloon.

       Not ready for this moment to end.

I stared up at that big, shiny, red balloon.

       As his large hand squeezed my shoulder,

I stared up at that big, shiny, red balloon.

       Unable to release my breath

I stared up at that big, shiny, red balloon.

       Watching his large hand take a pin and pop it.

I stared up into his eyes.

       I felt no warmth as he grabbed my hand and walked me inside.

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