September 15, 2011

My blue box.

While sitting in the grass and munching on the regulars, the petite lass, blissfully tied two balloons to her white, high-waist pant's belt holes.  Much to her delight, a quite younger gal walked past, holding a man's hand.  Oh, the light, the innocent lust in the small girl's eyes as she beheld those floating, helium delights.  
After a struggle and a fight with the hardy knot, the lass with balloons gestured to the adorable gal and beckoned her to take the twinkling strings.
 Relieving the parents for a cinch of time, she felt better than hoarding the blue bubbles to herself...


With a sigh of cheer, the lass went back to coloring blue balloons on her box.

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