The Balloon

by Brianna Gallagher

I feel the wind,
I see the trees,
The colors blend,
Through the leaves

I once was lost,
Now I'm found,
Now I must,
Stay on the ground

I once was lost,
In the breeze,
I feel a gust,
Where the world will freeze,

When I pop,
I will die,
I'm no longer at the top,
I no longer can fly