A red balloon flew across the city
It captured their attention
and created frenzy
There had never been such a balloon before
The masses started to follow
yet one boy stood behind
The balloon sailed up and down
bringing joy and fear
For it was large
larger than what others had ever seen
The boy went inside his home wondering
He felt a pull to follow yet he resisted
He felt mad at himself
But he let it pass
He had to listen to his gut
After an hour the balloon fell to the ground
The masses crowded around the balloon
The balloon soon popped
And the boy then knew
Categories: Children, Culture, Poetry, Psychology
I love this. It works for me on so many levels, one of them being a reminder of the 1956 film “The Red Balloon.”
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