Kate Kovaly


Balloons

When I see a balloon flying high in the sky
I think of freedom
And the red ball of air that kisses the clouds
And shouts from above 'hello, how do you do? '

I think of my closest friends
When that balloon flys high in the sky
I think of what is to come, of what will soon be new
And as that balloon flew, I start to turn green.

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