Along the river we run,
The scenes in sight are fun,
Reindeers, peacefully enjoy a walk,
Birds, cheerfully singing to talk.
Of creatures that are about,
The swimming ducks truly stand out,
Into the distance I look,
Cheery blossom hang above the brook.
Clouds, quietly sail by,
The Sun, naughty and shy.
Of the joy and pain you obtain,
An adventure on a hot air balloon
will keep you from living in vain.
My 3rd entry to Short Story Slam:
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