Hot Air Balloons Poem by Marilyn Lott

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!