"Thank heaven there is tomorrow. Because there is tomorrow, all our yesterdays have meaning and all our dreams have hope."

Sunday, August 3, 2008

A Single Red Balloon


I watch that red balloon float up, up and up
A red balloon against the brilliant blue sky
I watch it until it floats so high I cannot see it
That is where you are
Red
The only color you could see
Red
The color of grandpa's tie and grandma's blouse they wore just for you
Red
The color of the daisys we bought for you the day we laid you to rest
Red
The color of cried out eyes
Red
The color of the balloon I picked to send to you
And now, it floats to heaven
I wrote a message to you on that red balloon
That message I have uttered so many times before
"Gavin - your momma is here!"
When you were here that message was whispered to comfort you
Now, I use that message as a plea
Please know your momma is here
I am here and you are there
Today I send this red balloon
I hope it gets to you
I hope you see your momma and daddy and all those who love you
I hope you know I picked this red balloon out just for you

5 comments:

cassi said...

That is a very sweet poem Lindsay, thanks for sharing it with us.

Malia said...

That is so beautiful. I bet if he could send a message back to you it would be, "Your Gavin's here, Momma."

T-Ray said...

Wow! You amaze me.

LuDLoW LiFe said...

You are such an awesome mother. His birthday was beautiful, the cake was just too cute. You are so inspirational and I find such strength from everything you write. Thank you for sharing it with us! Happy Belated Birthday Gavin!

Kajsa Farnsworth said...

Those pictures of all of the balloons are amazing! You have the most thoughtful and precious way of honoring Gavin.