Balloons
Big and small
And
Lots of them
In
Bright beautiful hues.
Birthdays
Bring back
Memories from
Baby days
When
Balloons
Used to be
Big time thing
For me.
Right from the ones
That I could dribble
To the ones
Filled with helium
Or perhaps hydrogen
That would waft away
At the first instant of carelessness
And how can I forget
The water balloons
Bought
Basically
For savoring
The burst-splash.
When we were babies
We didn’t need billions
To be happy;
Balloons sufficed.
And today with all
Those trips
To Baskin Robbins,
And
Barista
Something’s amiss.
Baby days,
I want you back.
Linking with ABC Wednesday - Letter B
I like your poem of childhood and balloons!!
ReplyDeleteAnn
Thank you so much Ann.
DeleteI was going to say 'a lot of hot air'," but in a GOOD way!
ReplyDeleteROG, ABC Wednesday team
Thank you so much Roger
DeleteWonderful fun poem for B.
ReplyDeleteThank you Carver
DeleteGreat wisdom in that dear friend!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much. It is so good to hear from you after long time. Hope things are good at your end.
DeleteWow! You've really captured the memories of childhood fun!
ReplyDeleteLeslie
abcw team
Thank you Leslie
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