Yellow Balloon.



Freedom came on a winter breeze

in a voice that whispered now you go

and blew me past the evergreen trees

and over bluffs of sparkling snow

Liberty then touched my hand

and guided me through unmarked trails

and past the glistening fields of sand

and over nature's dunes and hills

Unrestrained I escaped unblemished

a yellow balloon in a topaz sky

a worn out trinket no longer cherished?

No,  a lucky break and a chance to fly!

It matters not how my spirit lifts

and finds a way to reach the heaven

as long as freedom is the gift

and I accept the prize I'm given