balloons

Balloons to blow
Balloons to burst
The blowing's best
The bursting's worst!


owen and i were reading some poems by mary ann hoberman before bathtime tonight and after we read "balloons" owen said--mama, let's get some balloons. and i said, yes that does sound fun. we haven't had balloons in a long time. and then owen thinks carefully and says,

let's get balloons for christmas
let's put them in the sky
let's blow the balloons
whooosh

and that sounded to me as lovely as any poem we'd read.



1 comments:

Pajama Dren said...

Hooray! He's the next Ezra Pound. Or maybe not Pound, maybe someone less crazy and more balanced. But clearly a brilliant poet in the making!

XxOo