Enchanting Balloons

Great it is to sit under the sun

Or behind the balloons when I run

Of course playing with them is always fun.

To me balloons are a constant fascination

Sure I can say that without hesitation.

 

In the market I saw balloons of various kinds

All shapes, colors and sizes I could find

Magenta, blue, green, red and yellow

Balloons enchanted every jolly good fellow

I too bought a few for me

Then in the company of my friends utterly free

We played with them in joy and glee.

 

Before sleeping I kept them on a proud display

But next morning found them all gone away

My balloons, there were none

A lot I cried as I was left alone

Mom-my friend and an all time guide

Came running to be my side

“My balloons……they were so close to my heart

I thought we will never be apart.”

 

Mom said “sweetheart, they all have burst

And see what they taught us just

In this world everyone who has come

Must go back on a day or some

So remove from life everything dark

And instill in a spirit of spark

Good deeds will surely reflect back

So try to follow a righteous track

And live this life with full dignity

And attempt to roll into the eternity.”