the girl with balloons

story of a girl i used to pass by

It’s the story

Story of a girl with balloons

Balloons red, blue, green and white

A little big and little light.

 

She walked through the roads

Roads damp and cold

Cold nights with fireflies

Lighting her path wherever she goes.

 

Buzzing children around her,

Her love and affection they adored.

Adored was she, when she walked daily

And with her balloons smiled beautifully.

 

A day came when the sun was red

Red was her face too and her lips.

Lips of hers like petals of rose

And the path of love did she chose.

 

Her story was to change

Change in the life of all

All the people saw her as she went

Gazed her till they could and wishes they sent.

 

With the prince of her life

Life’s story to write

Write in golden letters to be history

She went on with him to solve life’s mystery.

 

Through the countryside and through the woods

Woods dense she crossed and lanes narrow.

Narrow the brook and steeper the mountain

They lived happily together near a fountain.

 

The girl with balloons colored

Coloured all lives as she went through roads

Roads dark and light

Spreading love and balloons to its height.

 

©KANNAGEE JENA