As we're leaving Tom's, with Miro wailing that he wants to stay,
A purple helium balloon Tom gives him on the way out
Is whisked out of Miro's hands by the wild wind,
And disappears into the inky night sky.
Miro is inconsolable, and cries hard until Mummy tells him
As we drive back to the house
That the balloon has been caught by the sky, but that
It will undoubtedly end up in Paris,
Where Bandoo will see it from her window
Floating beside the Eiffel Tower.
Miro is greatly encouraged by this thought,
And wants to Skype Bandoo when he gets home, to see if she has seen it.
Nonetheless, by the time we get home
He is snoring in the backseat, and goes directly to dreams.
Daddy, however, discovers this photo as if by some miracle
Sitting on our computer the following morning.
His balloon! Now yellow
As it must have travelled too close to the sun...
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