Just Like Papa
by ~DeadlyHarvest (deviantart)
Small and naïve
He's far too free
That girl who's hands clutch
Gently round the string
Of red balloons that float on high
About the clouds where wishes swim
In bright blue seas
And splutter with joy
For they have wishes too
And becoming real is quite the feat
For red balloons seem too high to capture hopes within that sea
For red is what the grown ones fear
And what the little girls delight
For no little girl could ever see the red we see within that sea
Too innocent and far too free
To see the blood
Splattered amongst his dreams
Of battle fields and rifle guns
And victories like her father won
by ~DeadlyHarvest (deviantart)
Small and naïve
He's far too free
That girl who's hands clutch
Gently round the string
Of red balloons that float on high
About the clouds where wishes swim
In bright blue seas
And splutter with joy
For they have wishes too
And becoming real is quite the feat
For red balloons seem too high to capture hopes within that sea
For red is what the grown ones fear
And what the little girls delight
For no little girl could ever see the red we see within that sea
Too innocent and far too free
To see the blood
Splattered amongst his dreams
Of battle fields and rifle guns
And victories like her father won
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