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

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