In Quest of Adventure

We left in our balloon on a Thursday,
when it seemed like the right thing to do.
We sat there high above the world
but the air still wasn't even blue!

We had flown high, high enough
when our balloon began to fall
and gently we hurried back toward the Earth
careful we were not to loll.

As we neared, the basket dropped
towards a flat sheet of glass.
We landed in a pasture pond
all around, cows munching on grass.

Up they looked from their evening meal
"I beg your pardon, what
inside our pristine water source,
are you doing covered in muck?"

For yes indeed, we were a scene,
"Dear cows," asked we, "excuse us please!"
"We're looking for a way back home,
perhaps you can direct us towards the nearest phone?"

The cows just looked, began to say,
"Mooo. You must stay out of our hay!"
Our only option, then, was balance,
arms spread wide, we walked upon the fence!

Home was nearer, every step,
as we left the field behind.
Now we sit up in our tree house room,
to think of other adventures to find.

But look out the window! 
Could it be?
Are you sure? 
Did we just see?

Yes, in the basket, far below
our brightly colored balloon,
stand two cows sipping chocolate milk
and heading towards the moon!