Infants Remembered In Silence (IRIS) - Poems

Balloons

By Candy Roe

They rise up in a loud whisper to greet the sky
And everyone looks who passes by.
They are unaware
Of the hope, dreams, love, and despair
That are held within each balloon floating here in the air.
They go drifting right along catching your eye
And those bright colors how they dress up the sky.
They float about freely with gentleness and ease
Up and down they move catching the breeze.
It's an overwhelming sight to see those colorful balloons
Filled with our hopes and dreams;
Especially for me.

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