Flight Of The Blue Balloon Poem by Diana van den Berg
Flight Of The Blue Balloon
On the way to the supermarket
whom should she meet,
but a blue balloon floating by.
Who hasn’t?
But it would have been absurd for it
to be attached to a grey-haired old woman
even for a moment.
So she watched it
and the moment and the balloon were lost.
The child, no doubt, soon forgot.
To her regret, she could not.
(September 1998)
There is a feeling of angst behind the words of this gently floating poem. Yes, I'm sure you wanted to catch the balloon and take it home, with or without your grey hair. Love this. Fondly, Alison ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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5/3/2024 7:33:40 PM # 1.0.0.1119
indeed, who wouln't want to catch that run-away balloon? to return it to the child who lost it.. or to the inner child who still wants it.... very beautiful Diana, incredibly touching....