Authors note; a different interpretation by ”In Just” by ee Cummings
The balloon man
He brings rainbow colored rubber
Larger than the sun
He limps up and down the sidewalk all day
Waiting for children to come and play
He always goes home at night
Much to parents’ delight
He dresses up all in black robes
Covering him in a cloud of ash-colored mist
Children see him and run to him
Grasping the string of his balloons
The tiredness leave their eyes
Their skin once a glowing tan
Turns to milk their eyes lifeless
Their bodies collapse to the grass
The balloon man leans down closing
The eyes of children near and far
”may you sleep now in peace little one... Forever” he whispers solemnly
He disappears riding away on the dark rain clouds filled with gallons of
the tears of mourning parents.
May 7, 2018
May 7, 2018 at 9:48 AM UTC
Authors note; a different interpretation by ”In Just” by ee Cummings
The balloon man
He brings rainbow colored rubber
Larger than the sun
He limps up and down the sidewalk all day
Waiting for children to come and play
He always goes home at night
Much to parents’ delight
He dresses up all in black robes
Covering him in a cloud of ash-colored mist
Children see him and run to him
Grasping the string of his balloons
The tiredness leave their eyes
Their skin once a glowing tan
Turns to milk their eyes lifeless
Their bodies collapse to the grass
The balloon man leans down closing
The eyes of children near and far
”may you sleep now in peace little one... Forever” he whispers solemnly
He disappears riding away on the dark rain clouds filled with gallons of
the tears of mourning parents.
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