Some remnants of a long lost childhood ....
The early morning sun
brought the promise of a grand day
My dad's taking me to the park
Our much needed weekly getaway .
Consumed by his auditing works
a whole Saturday was all he could spare
I would joyfully rake in the opportunity
Silly kindergarten classes offering much despair
The park's merely a stage
the one that I consider my own
My dad brings a few 'Heart' baloons
spectacularly huge when blown
I see a little lady by the pool
her cute tufts sending my heart aflutter
The way she holds her baloons
On !!! My heart's just hit a buzzer !!!
And then .. horrors of horror !
that baloon escapes her hand
She looks forlornly at the escapee
and tears start falling on the sand .
I never understood why I did what I did
my baloon my proudest possession
A few steps towards her person
her watery eyes on me .
And then I gave up my string
the baloon floating overhead
She gazed at what I did
her tears disappearing amidst that beautiful smile.
We connected amidst a tiny spark ..
that Saturday ...by the kids park