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Balloon
November 5, 2014
My first love
Was unlike any other
He stood by my side
With a string, binded
He had been filled once before
But with me
He was able to float
Effortlessly
In the sun
We'd run along
His complexion was curiously
Hypnotizing
And with him
I felt weightless
He was so high above me
But I refused to set him free
In the end
I overlooked
Just how far he wished to reach
My grip on him slipped
And he soared away
Never looking back
At three-year-old me
Grasping toward the sky
© Simone P., Summerville, SC
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My dad and I were joking around about my third birthday and one of my earliest memories, which involved me accidentally letting go of a balloon and wailing as I watched it float into the troposphere. He then prompted me to write a poem about my "first love."