The yellow balloon flew away from tiny clutches of a child by a strong gale Tears shed from the kid eyes A balloon got tangled up on a utility pole, outside of my house Everyday, I see the balloon silently calling for the kid Sometimes the balloon stills completely, Waiting to get back, Recalling those sweet moments Days pass Now forgotten by the kid, The balloon bursts. Even now, I see the remnants of the dead balloon from my window, And the string that trapped the yellow balloon Published in Daily Times, November 26th 2018.