Birthday Gift
My birthday arrived, time for a gift,
An aerial journey, a balloon to uplift.
In a wicker basket, above the green ground,
My balloon took flight, where beauty is found.
Under clear skies and the sun's golden kiss,
A dream-filled adventure, pure moments of bliss
A cherished present from those I hold dear
Watching and waving as I soared without fear
I floated like whispers on zephyr's soft breath,
Through lush valleys and landscapes beneath.
Majestic mountains, steep grandeur they own,
In their shadowed embrace, secrets unknown.
With birds as my partners, we waltzed through the air,
Nature's wonder before us, beyond all compare.
The world painted in hues of enchanting delight,
A breathtaking vista, in effortless flight.
Descending brought a twist, a journey to dread,
My eyes held a sorrow, words left unsaid.
The mountains stood proud, their beauty so vast,
Silently, I leapt, like a memory from the past.
A heart-wrenching finale, a tragic adieu,
The skies shed their tears, mourning too.
Bittersweet ending, a story complete,
Sorrow released, heartache now fleet.
In the arms of the mountains, it’s vast dome,
Finally, I found my welcoming home
Maxwell O'Reilly
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