Standing in the doorway with a balloon in her hand.
Ready to escape and explore the land.
But her plans are ruined when she loses her grip.
She lost hold of her balloon and off it slipped.
Off to grand places across the sea.
Following the wind as it helps her to flee.
But just like the little girl who lost her balloon.
She'll feel the same loss all to soon.
For without a hand to hold on to her.
The balloon will be lost, lonely, and unsure.
1 comment:
My heart broke a little when I saw that picture of her crying in the doorway...Sweet little girl. :)
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