Treasure Island

Marilyn Lott

(5-28-42 / Washington state USA)

Hot Air Balloons


As a child we often dream of flying
In the air so welcome and free
Just like a bird we will become
Floating like a cloud above the trees

And that is what the folks must experience
As they are up in a hot air balloon
I can just imagine the peacefulness
As carefree as the smiling moon

Colorful and joyful balloons look up there
Their passengers in a box below
Oh, I think they are a different breed
It’s a place I would so love to go

Have you ever been in a hot air balloon?
I know there are many amazing stories
I hope someday I too can be amongst
Those that feel that hot air balloon glory!

Submitted: Monday, June 29, 2009

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  • surya . (6/29/2009 8:06:00 AM)

    some wishful fantasies. interesting read.very expressive too.
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