Far Away
Lifting from the park in our chariot,
a basket attached to a giant green balloon,
flames above to hold us aloft,
last bags of sand hit the grass as we soar,
soar slowly away as children watch in amazement,
others rolling balls back and forth.
Holding my love and smiling,
for we are together.
Only clouds above us and Earth down below,
roads become mazes and people become specks,
lakes are but a tear that twinkles,
cars just ants that scatter.
She cries of joy,
I wipe that lake away.
Earth begins to tremble,
spasm wildly and shake,
breaking apart like a giant puzzle,
falling into space.
A bit of brief sadness and then large grins,
forgetting the past as we are the future.
Gripping her hand and letting a laugh,
we drift far far away.
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