IN MY PARTICULAR CHILDHOOD

By John Grey

It was the balloon

that stayed grounded 

and the boy 

who floated off 

through the treetops.

And, in the storefront

on Valley Street,

a bicycle cried

because it couldn’t get me.

Copyright© 2021 by John Grey

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