Hues of orange splash the sky
Splattered like magnificent painting greeting the early commuters off to work
I sigh a little as I saw only a glimpse of it
I wanted to pause the moment before the busy day and just bask in awe under it
The sun showing its glow but not quite the full show
I take a photo of it in my mind and I smile inwardly thinking how beautiful the day will be
Like balloons I am colourful outside
But sensitive and fragile inside.
Playful, captivating, alluring
Also intelligent, insensitive, and all too caring.
Like balloons, I can be fun
Yet I can also be glum.
I burst and pop out joy
And also suddenly deflate and be annoyed.
I can be a pop of red or a subtle green
But also be blue and gray and in between.
I can be as put together like a bouquet,
But also, like balloons I often float away.
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