Innocence
Tiny hands clenched tight
Not wanting to release it
for releasing it
is releasing your childhood
flying balls of multiple colors
that hold children’s memories
The joyous memories of zoos
The memories of circuses
the happy memories
that adults forget have ever happened
This little kid
doesn’t want to let go
of his red balloon
because he knows
he knows he’ll forget
this day when he has
reached the end of his life
Maybe he’ll remember then
perhaps letting go
isn’t the worst thing in the world
perhaps if he lets go
he’ll learn to be strong
and not rely on others
he’ll become a man
no longer a child
but just because he becomes a man
doesn’t mean he can’t
have the memories of childhood
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