Here is something a bit different....I have always wanted to write childrens stories and poems....let me know what you think of this..... RED BALLOONS A polka dot dress and her favorite red hat, Such a beautiful child. Curly brown hair and milky brown eyes a daddy’s girl, that’s for sure, and no one would ever deny it. Walking through the park, One sunny afternoon, They came upon a vendor, With a bunch or red balloons. Her eyes grew wide and then she sighed “Oh daddy, I must have two!” He smiled and nodded to the man as he pulled them from the bunch. There’d be nothing else bought the rest of the day Or they wouldn’t have enough money for lunch. Then suddenly she decided, that two would not suffice. She raised the stakes, turned on the charm, and then she rolled the dice. “Oh daddy please, I want them ALL! I’ll ask for nothing more.” He looked at her embarrassed And sternly told her no! The anger boiled inside her. A tear slipped from her eye. She stomped her foot, crossed her arms And then began to cry. Right then and there he saw it coming, Bracing for the fight, He put his hands upon his hips And said ,”no dear, not tonight”. The sound of the scream was piercing. It echoed through the air. The vendor’s eyes went wide with fright And everyone stopped to stare. Ashamed and quite embarrassed, He pulled out all his cash, He wadded it up, stuck it in the cup, And reached out his calloused right hand. There must have been several dozen of those shiny red balloons, Her crocodile tears stopped falling, And her smile returned all too soon. “Thank you daddy” she crooned so sweetly, “You’re welcome” he said with a sigh, He bent over slightly, and very politely He let them all float to the sky. AMF
Posted on: Thu, 16 Oct 2014 14:59:57 +0000
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