A brightly color large rubber sac,
Rises up in a loud whisper
To greet the sky
In the paradise of heaven
Ballone flies
To the Romans legacy,
And comes back for justice
As big as a ball,
As round as the Sun…
You tug and pull me when I run
And when wind blows,
I hold you tight
Inflated with air
You let yourself go
To see if I still hold on to you
Which I will always do
You lift yourself up with people’s love
My mom is like a balloon
I hold her tight
Because she’s the one and only mom I get
As my colored brightly balloon is too
Once you let them go
You can’t get them back
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