I'm like 
A mimic 
Octopus 
I can change
Into fifteen 
Different shapes
Like a
Snake-
A Stingray-
A lionfish-
Or a
Furry turkey-
So just 
Try 
& Change me-
You'll find me
Floating away 
Like the first
Balloon 
Your Mother gave 
You-
She told you, 
'Hold onto it, Sweetie.'
Then you stepped outside 
& 
You just 
Let go- -                
You just let go. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I was always scared they'd go pop, I've always hated the bang, still do.....balloons, fun to play with until they go pop :)