Balloon Flight
There was an old woman who flew,
In a hot air balloon, red and blue,
As she rose ever higher,
She began to enquire,
“I can’t find the brakes here, can you?”
In a hot air balloon, red and blue,
As she rose ever higher,
She began to enquire,
“I can’t find the brakes here, can you?”
This poem is copyright (©) Fiona Halliday 2025
About the Writer
Fiona Halliday
Fiona has enjoyed and written poetry all her life. She has fond memories of family members sharing poems with her from a very early age. Fiona has taught in primary schools, across the age range, for the last twenty years and specialises in literacy. She loves language, learning and laughter. She also likes alliteration! When she isn’t teaching, reading or writing, Fiona enjoys playing the flute, spending time with her family and drinking copious amounts of tea!
