HOT AIR.

Hot Air

The hot air balloon soars through the

Air like a majestic bird on its wings.

Shadows fall on the ground from it,

And people come out of their houses to

Stare at it, and children come, and the

Elderly and even the president.

All they do is stare at the hot air balloon,

Soaring so fast, breathing air like a dragon.

My boyfriend told me I was exactly like

A dragon,

As if I could pour fire through my nostrils

Every second,

As if I could fly on majestic wings like

A great big animal,

A lizard, no doubt, but that’s not the

Problem.  I can’t do any of those things

Without help,

Because people do not have wings,

They have airplanes and brains to make

The airplanes,

And I have a boyfriend and I live in a house,

And I like to garden,

And sometimes I go out for dinner at night.

Still, it flies, like a dragon, and the dragon

Is me, because I have the power to use my

Heart and my mind and make the right decisions.