I took a balloon and set it free with hopes my love you would receive. I tied a note upon its string, to you with hopes my love would bring.
Up through the clouds this courier flew bringing thoughts of love from me to you. Hoping it reached to heavens gate, delivered by angels with love and grace.
It said I miss your friendly smile, the way we’d talk for hour on hour. Your were my friend, you left so young, remember running from Gram we had such fun.
I thought you’d be here to share our lives but the times in our childhood will have to surmise. It seems like yesterday when you went away but it’s been over Twenty-five years I’m sorry to say.
We made a pact to stay best friends though we were more like sisters right till the end. That’s all for now tell everyone hello, until I let the next balloon go!
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Reviews of "A Balloon for Kim"
Reviewed by Fletcher Bailey (Reader)
Reviewed on August 17, 2004
Theresa, this is a beautiful piece...sending a baloon into the skies what a novel way send a message.
A time to let go and get on. By writing about it you immortalize her and free yourself from the burden of doubt. Well done.
Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)
Reviewed on August 16, 2004
A well-written beautiful declaration of love sent from a compassionate heart in the form of poetic priceless piece of poetry. I am sorry again for your loss, and hopefully your friend and you have found peace after all this time, although I am quite sure, it seems like yesterday. Thank you for sharing this wonderful tribute to your friend. Take care.
Terri this is so beautiful and touching! She has to know dear how much you still miss her and care. Love like this is so touching and so rare. I am crying like a baby. the ballons you have released filled my heart dear Lady and exploded my emotions. I am glad to be back here at AD. A viscious tongue freak caused my banning for a month, because it hurt to see me friendly with someone. But that is past and I am just glad to be back. Hugs always to my friend who has travelled many years with me on our poetic journey. Your are a wonderful writer! Always your friend Bill
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so lovely
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i'm sorry for your loss. :( beautiful memorial :(
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :(
(((HUGS))) and much love, your tx. friend, karen lynn. :D
Beautiful gift of love!!
Love Tinka