Helium
Helium - I wish I was:
to be the sun to warm your hands
- or Helios, with fire-mares,
a chariot: we drive the sky!
Helium, to lift you up,
above a hill you never climbed
- also, so that we might squeak
like silly chipmunks which could speak
of fusion and balloons all day,
making light, to never weigh.
Helium © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.
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60 words. Challenge prompt link:
https://allpoetry.com/contest/2719471-Uplifting-
Submitted: February 28, 2019