an excerpt from
Red Balloon
Rising
By Laurel Blossom
I jumped to catch it, but not soon enough.
I jumped to catch it, but not soon enough.
It darted away.
It still looked large and almost
within reach.
Like a heart.
Watch, I said.
You squinted your little eyes.
The balloon looked happy, waving
Good-bye.
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