A Firecracker That Did Not Go Off
Three times stopping to inhale, My cousin blows into the red balloon Until it swells to firm and shiny pinkness; The eyes of transfixed six-year-olds can't look away, Squinting, dreading the explosion they are sure will come... But then he lets it go, the pent-up fear of squealing kids Propelling it... Sign in to see full entry.