someday, we will know

There was this little girl,
who one day found a nice big shiny red balloon.
She didn't mean to get a balloon,
but it just floated to her and bobbed around.

It was a lovely balloon,
and the little girl knew it would be nice to have around.
The little girl tied it to herself,
and as she went along her way wandering the green fields of the world,
the balloon bobbed after her.

Everytime she felt alone,
she felt comforted by it.
Everytime she felt sad,
the balloon knew & somehow cheered her up.
Everytime she needed a hug,
the balloon was there for her to.

As the little girl walked on,
she saw other balloons float by.
Sometimes she tugged at them to kind of say hi,
but the red, big, shiny balloon was still hers to have & keep.
She was contented.

No matter how much she poked, tugged, pinched & wailed at the balloon,
it never lost it's gleam,
it never burst.
The balloon continued to be there for her,
following her on her journey.

But the weariness of the world soon got to her.
She felt tired.
She felt lost again.
Even the nice red balloon couldn't make her happy.
Neither did any of those that floated pass her.

One day she realised something...
The very string that connected them felt heavy.
It shouldn't be.
It can't be.
It's just a string, isn't it?

The little girl felt confused.
She couldn't comprehend why,
the nice big balloon was making her feel this way.

She walked on but one day,
it just got too tiring for her.
So she turned to the nice red balloon and cried.

She shed tears of fear.
She shed tears of guilt.
She shed tears of sorrow.

She said over & over that she was sorry,
and untied the very string that kept them together.
But she couldn't bear to let her nice red balloon just float away.

So she did a selfish thing.
The little girl found a tree & tied what was once her balloon on it.

She tied it up high,
where others could not easily reach.
She tied it down with many knots,
so that those who could reach couldn't untie it easily.

The little girl sat by the balloon,
and poured her heart out.
She couldn't bear the thought of losing the balloon,
not to another girl out there.
So she begged the balloon,
"please wait on this tree for me to come back"

The balloon bobbed in the wind,
it seemed to have lost some of it's sparkle.
She wept, asked for forgiveness,
and walked away from her balloon...