An errant blue ballon
(somewhere a child is crying)
blows past my window,
incongruous with the late April snowflakes
(it should be showers).
The helium surprise triggers a spontaneous giggle,
surprising the dog,
(is my laugh so rare?)
my Saturday companion,
who looks startled at my outburst.
Others are about,
heading for activities while I relax,
leisurely sipping liquid warmth
as I await my day.
It has begun with a balloon -
what other surprises shall I see?
Blessed be the God and Father
who gifts us
with all things
richly to enjoy.
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