April 15, 2010

where did they go?

I thought I had them secured.
I held on so tightly, with all my might and strength.
I never let go, not for a second took my mind off them.

Daddy, where did my balloons go?
Daddy, why did they leave me?

Well son, there's nothing you can do.
Balloons are known to like the wind.

Will I ever see them again, Daddy?

You might son, you might.


So many interpretations, one truth, my truth:
I am proud of myself.
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