A poor balloon throughout its life cycle.

BLUE BALLOON

Round, inflated blue balloon.

Smooth and Rubbery outside.

Winding nylon string at the tip.

Little children playing without end.

Losing helium with every second.

Spinning through the atmosphere,

dancing through the air.

With a swift movement,

the rushing wind blows it far away.

Sounds of tears and wails fill the sunny day.

The balloon rises high into the blue sky.

Everyone staring at it with amazement and awe.

A ball of blue rises until it is out of sight.

But, the joyful balloon kept on rising,

and rising,

until it almost hits the final frontier, space.

But, suddenly, “Pop,”

and the blue balloon is gone in a flash.

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