|"Photo courtesy of Lauren Randolph for One Stop Poetry"|
A boy smiles, arm upwardly extended
waving goodbye to his friend.
The friend floats out of sight
sailing toward the cotton-ball sky.
Swirling and traveling high above
it finally descends slowly,
gently observing a girl
jumping rope by herself.
Patiently it settles and waits.
Finally noticed and tentatively grasped.
A vibration of happiness
travels down the string's length.
Its job has just begun.
At least she no longer feels alone.
by Margaret Bednar, Art Happens, 4-10-11
This poem is for One Stop Poetry's "One Shoot Sunday". The guest photographer is Lauren Randolph and her interview is a fun, inspiring read. I was imagining the balloon as an angel traversing the world helping children who are sad and/or depressed and then moving on when it accomplishes its goal in pursuit of the next child needing help.
Does anyone remember "The Red Balloon"? I was intrigued by that movie in elementary school and have never forgotten it. My husband just told me he hated that movie and was forced to watch it year after year in school... LOL. Maybe I will Netflix it and offer him a choice between a "chick" flick and "The Red Balloon" next weekend! :)
Wow, what a busy week. Guests and my son's high school senior prom. He and all his friends were so elegant and gorgeous... Such a great group of "kids" :) Can't believe my firstborn will be in college. Wow...