Sitting At <br />Home <br />In a <br /> Red chair- <br />When lo! <br />Outside <br />My window <br />Flies by <br />(For a brief <br />Bit of <br />Time) <br />A bundle <br />Of <br />Bright balloons, <br />Their twirling <br />Tails <br />Gliding <br />By briskly- <br />In an <br />Open <br />Obtrusive Air. <br /> <br />I wonder <br />If I’m <br />The sole <br />Soul which <br />Saw these <br />Balloons <br />Swift serenade <br />In the <br />Breeze, <br />And beauty <br />Was so <br />Kind to <br />Grace me <br />With her <br />Open <br />Heart <br />For <br />A <br />Fast-Fleeting <br />Speck <br />Of time, <br />In the <br />Form <br />Of balloons <br />Bent gently <br />Against <br />The sky. <br /> <br />Now <br />In my <br />Mind, <br />I ascend <br />With them. <br />-And never return.<br /><br />Lazarus Knix<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/and-never-return/
