Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Tale # 14 -- Stacy's Poem

BALLOONS

I love balloons.
I don't know why.
I specially like
the kind that fly.


I dream of floating,
climbing high,
so far up
I can touch the sky.


If I had a great big
flying balloon,
I'd hitch a ride
to visit the moon.

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