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When I Was Young
by Amy ManningDad tied the balloon onto my pudgy wrist
The pull of helium felt almost felt like holding mom's hand
Cotton candy was still singing inside my mouth
The scent of sunscreen was too thick to smell the flowers
Adults around me talked about lofty things that I almost understood
I saw the knot slowly come undone but did nothing
The balloon rose until it was a tiny red dot, then, it disappeared
02/17/2010 Author's Note: Freshman year english class
Posted on 07/17/2011
Copyright © 2025 Amy Manning
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 07/17/11 at 06:09 PM ...a delightful pome[sic] it is for alllll the things one could write-about; i could see that lil' girl you wrote about--you. more than cute. |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 07/17/11 at 08:22 PM This is very cutesy =) |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 07/20/11 at 05:37 PM Nice storytelling. Good stuff. |
| Posted by E. A. Pugh on 07/26/11 at 06:31 AM I love this thanks for bringing childhood back to me. |
| Posted by E. A. Pugh on 07/26/11 at 11:38 PM I just have to say your line "The pull of helium felt almost felt like holding mom's hand" has stayed with me all day what a beautiful image. |
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