I'm like
A mimic
Octopus
I can change
Into fifteen
Different shapes
Like a
Snake-
A Stingray-
A lionfish-
Or a
Furry turkey-
So just
Try
& Change me-
You'll find me
Floating away
Like the first
Balloon
Your Mother gave
You-
She told you,
'Hold onto it, Sweetie.'
Then you stepped outside
&
You just
Let go- -
You just let go. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I was always scared they'd go pop, I've always hated the bang, still do.....balloons, fun to play with until they go pop :)