She was a balloon that would illuminate your day
Even when one popped her far, far away
Back she would arrive red, blue, green, and yellow
And when popped again, she would be on air, mellow
And when her day was going low
She came near a child and made him glow
Which made her bigger and bigger every time
AND POP! she went to the next mission, to a dime
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PoetryI #3 in poetry I "With a little bit of love and magic, everything will be okay."