The Hot Air Balloon
The hot air balloon soars,
a cloud swaying in the distance.
Its vibrant parachute inflates
like a rainbow on a rainy day.
The flames are ferocious fans of fire;
hot as lava,
flickering
in a haze.
Ropes cling to a steel frame
A wind rattles.
The wicker basket guards elated thrill seekers
like a soldier protecting their kingdom.
Arms dangle,
waiting impatiently.
The adventurous spirits remain,
to see the world.
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