An Inflated Tragedy

Yesterday, my dear friend Lara Jean told me a very sad tale about some balloons that she saw. 

It was a very traumatic story, and it inspired me to write this here poem. 

Enjoi.

At a circus 

lived two balloons

One was red

And one was blue

Said the blue to the red

"Dearest, do you

want to travel the world

and the oceans too?"

Said the Red to the Blue

"Of course I do!

I'll be home anywhere

If I'm with you"

So they took to the sky

And off they flew.

The blue balloon 

And the red one too.

They flew across oceans

And islands too

Past Australia where they 

Met an angry kangaroo.

To places like Egypt

And Kathmandu

The red balloon 

And the blue one too.

"Now we've seen it all!"

Said the red to the blue,

And some of our journeys

Were perilous too

But I knew I'd be fine

If I was with you"

Then an arrow whooshed by

And stuck her clear through.

"Oh what have I done?

Oh my Darling!" cried blue

"If we'd stayed home none of this

would have happened to you!

How I'll live with myself

I haven't a clue!"

Then he wept very freely 

And mournfully too.

"Hush Darling" said Red

"Look at all we've been through!

I don't regret any of it 

for a second, do you?

My time may be ending, 

yes that much is true

But I've lived a great life

Happier than most ever do

And greatest of all

I've lived it with you."

 Blue wept and watched as she fell

And she landed into

The street where she was crumpled

and torn in two.

She soon disappeared

And so did poor blue. 

They'd had a love that was pure

And real and true.

But everyone around

had more important things to do

So nobody noticed or cared

Not even you.