The Run Away Balloon

Indraja Kirvelaitis

above our heads

pale green leaves shiver softly

whispering into the wind

a shower of sunlight falling through the leaves

its warm drops warming my face

your eyes fluttered

looking at

the little girl chasing her balloon

sailing through the air

gradually disappearing

the girl’s fingertips

caresses the silky ribbon dangling

Her hot,bitter tears create salty streams

rolling down her blushed cheeks

onto the pavement