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 Anas Laurent 30.01.2010