Yellow Balloon

• Caitlin Hazelton, Grade 11
• Poetry
• 2019

I have a yellow balloon.
It has a big wide smiley face on it.
It shines and glows and plays with the sunlight.
It always looks happy.
I wish I could be happy like my balloon.

I take my yellow balloon everywhere.
Wherever I take it, it dances to the beat of the wind.
It bops and bounces and twirls and jiggles.
It's always full of energy.
I wish I could have my balloon's energy.

My yellow balloon is lighter than air.
It floats up, up, up until it runs out of string.
It tugs on my wrist, nagging me to fly too.
It never gives up on me.
I wish I could fly like my balloon.

I wish I could fly up, up, up and never come down like my balloon.