Red Balloon
We lost something treasured,
held by a thread.
We lost something unknowable,
a balloon shining red.
Red wore her well.
Burnished her light.
Light loved her,
but no halo in sight.
History holds her.
Been here and done that.
Death claimed her.
Sealed the good ness, and yet-
We lost something treasured.
A balloon shining red
floats high in the sky.
Wafts over our heads.
