The little boy stood on back and watched the eerie balloon – frightfully black in colour
Had to wonder, What. Was. It. Doing?
‘Til it opted upon brushing itself entirely against a tiny shoulder, so much as taking him so far as the graveyard gates at the corner
Right ahead, a parade of people dressed in black just as he was
On in he followed, only relatively bothered, uncertain as to where the balloon may just endeavour to next
As it turns out, upon a single gravestone where the little boy had to look down soon as that solitude hovering balloon draped its loose string over the name emblazoned across the top
JACK – DIED – 1983
Turns out the little boy dressed all in black, his name was Jack and it was 2013
This, the thirtieth anniversary of his death

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