Mommy, My Balloon

 

I did not know

that leting go

meant losing

my balloon.

 

Within me rages

a storm of emotions,

the emptiness change

and fear ignite.

Lessons learned

in abject pain

no soothing adult

words can restrain.

 

Security lies in

hanging on

to things

held dear.

 

© Nyuka Anaïs Laurent 30.01.2010