A/N: Tried something a little different for this week. Don’t forget to check out Tim.
Prompt: Balloon in the sky
Word Limit: 250 words
Adrift in the clouds, nothing but air and endless blue.
Bobbing along, up and down, up and down.
Wistfully travelling miles over time, moving ever so slowly to an undetermined destination.
Not a care in the word, sailing across the vast ocean of sky.
Back and forth, back and forth, the wind rocks gently.
Cruising across the sky, no reason why and no goals ahead.
Up, up and away from it all.
Nothing to do but rise in the sky, rise up and sway along.
Winged creatures flying past, flock disrupted just for a moment.
Squawks and screeches fill the sky, the only form of company.
Still drifting, endlessly drifting through the sky.
An untold story adrift in the clouds.
The drifting ceases and falling begins, softly and slowly.
Swaying on the currents of the wind, being cradled on the fall down.
Down, down, down, keep going down.
The air is sight and sound, touch and taste.
Soon enough this fall will cease.
The boy tugs at his father’s hand to draw attention as he points straight up at the sky, there is a red balloon bobbing along and then before long there is a red balloon falling to earth as it has finally burst. He watches in fascination, no matter how his father tries he will not budge for he must see this spectacle. And at last the remains of the balloon gently come to rest on the ground.
Word count: 243 words