Ribbons: 1983_ColorPencil2 by Carol Hershey

8/25/08_1983_ColorPencil2_Poem by Betina Hershey Russo

Let's run outside
Into the blue, blue sky
And fling our ribbons up.
Oh, let's see what the moon thinks
Of our ribbons soaring.
The long-tailed, pink possum
Gazes up, as if at fireworks,
Meditative, seeing all.
The stars are aligned
And I can't help but grin
A wide, sloppy, face-splitting grin.
Yes, let's run outside
Into the blue, blue sky
And fling our ribbons up
To see how they fly.