Yesterday, a "silly thing" thing happened to my almost 5-year-old granddaughter. She and her sister ran up and down the little hill behind my patio with a giant balloon my husband bought me for Mother's Day. As I was videotaping the event, Sierra lost hold of the balloon that went sailing into the sky. She was sad but amazed at how far it soared into the air. "That was silly," Sierra said and then, decided to write a story poem with me for this week's blog post.
My balloon was flying in the sky.
I ran and lost hold of the tie.
It floated up really high
but I didn't cry!
We all said bye-bye.
©Sierra (soon to be 5-years-old), 2022