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ABOVE THE HURRICANE
A POEM OF HOPE
It did do not launch,
It arose;
It did not take off,
She let go
Of her pink balloon.
It drifted up,
Ascending
The layers of air
Tracked by her brown eyes.
Balloon |
Happiness,
And hope,
Sent to the stratosphere;
And bounced
Between
Hurricane winds
And gale force jet streams,
Where pilots are restricted
And jumbo jets fear.
The pink balloon
Like hope
And dreams
Survives
By it's
Insubstantial
Being.
(c) Adron Dozat 2015
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