A Classic Poem
Birds fly high
Hard to catch
Friend like you
Hard to get
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I wish there’s a store
Selling helium balloons
Colors of Red, Green or Blue
And in different shapes too.
We shall go to the park
In the open field
Jumping, running & screaming
‘Oh, Happy Me!’
I lay on the grass
While you beside me
With our fat balloons
Waiting to be free.
It was a breezy day
So calm and serene
Can we stay here today?
You smiled, and set the balloons free.
