Balloon three held her spirit
As friends stood, long with looking.
Balloon two symbolised her mind.
And family lined along her way.
Her strong heart filled the first one
Leading the journey up to the sun.
We said goodbye, and people cried.
Feeling moving, thoughts, we tried
All other balloons just like friends
Ever close through curves and bends.
One by one for home we turned
Lost in thought, as memories burned,
Moments passed.
Which are now yearned.
Without a high,
Our inside’s churned.