Little Girl Lost

Little girl lost her ballon.
Shaped like a heart.
She cried.
Maybe the wind
Would blow it back soon
I lied.
Or the moon
Would catch it in a beam
And fly it
Tonight in her dream.
Little girl lost her love.
Escaped from her heart.
She cried.
Maybe fate
Would bring him back soon
I lied.
Or the moon
Would catch her in a beam
And fly her
Tonight in his dream.
To taste
That one last kiss of goodbye.
Little girl lost her balloon,
And love disappears
On high.

poem by Kevin East
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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