"The Balloons"
By Emily Winters, '17
Far
above the much alive land,
In
the sky that is so still one might not know if it is living too…
They
are drifting on and on,
Away
from the worries of the normals on the ground.
With
them though, they carry a piece of the hopes, the dreams, the fears,
Of
those below.
They
carry them like weights;
Tethering
them to the Earth and its inhabitants.
You,
as you are a normal and cannot fly away also, watch as they drift,
Ever
so far away into the pale blue sky…
You
ponder whether someone will ever read what you have written…
It
is said that what goes up, must come down,
But
is that the same with hope?
Just
let your fears fade away.
Fade
just like the drifters in the sky float away from you.
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