You seem lonely,
On your own through thick and thin,
Burnt then left to wither,
Yet you stand tall?Why?..
Do you help me when my balloon has flown?
Why?...
Do you look down on me when you're all alone?
Why?...
Do you stand there all on your own?Do you long for a friend?
But grow short of patience?I have a dog,
But you'll probably need a hug,
It's such a sad afternoon,
So I'll let you keep the balloon.
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Flying Umbrella
PoetryPoetry book of an umbrella, who had her own way of life. × × × I write on the pictures in every page, I'll just keep adding anytime I can, but I'll love you to check it out! Comment and VOTE!!❤️ Happy Reading 🌺🌺