Letting Go - A personification poem about a balloon who doesn't fit in with the bunch!
Letting Go
This bunch, they never liked me
A balloon alone, left out
Too big and pink and heart-shaped
Too afraid to bob about
But one day at the fairground
Feeling overblown and fat
I saw a human pointing
At our drifting habitat
So, wobbling with excitement
Bullies barged me out of sight
“Pick me!” they helium-squeaked
As they dreamed of taking flight
But then I feel a tugging
I descend and see a grin
A boy named Javi laughs
at his reflection in my skin
“Pathetic, useless gasbag!”
Hissed the fading, fuming gang
“I'm going to let you go now,”
the boy looked up and sang
His tiny fingers opened
And I watched him disappear
And I never want to come down
For I feel so free up here
