Poet Tree
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Scarlette
A single rising red balloon
Ascends through clear blue sky;
A tiny scarlet silhouette.
A question: simply, why?
A flame so bright, so briefly burns,
Yet wastes no thought on regret.
Laughing sweetly as she flies; free.
Impossible to forget.
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Miss3uggie
December 19, 2011 at 7:43 PM
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