Balloon

The red balloon floats

On breezes felt only by

It

On wafts of air

That dive and thrive on high

On the whim of a breath

The red balloon looks down

Unseen by the world below

Unseen by people

Blinkered by life

Consumed by strife

Wishing to be

The red balloon

With cares fallen away

With ties cut

With only an infinite sky

To wander

Aimless and free and...

Alone