There They Go
It’s so hard to harness a bubble.
An iridescent upside down picture
floating off to an adventure
perhaps just down the street.
Tiny hands grasping at the fragile
texture only to feel the simple,
pop!
What wonder the easy pleasure brings.
Little feet wandering through
the dirt, chasing each tiny orb.
Laughter bouncing off the walls
just as we imagine these bubbles
capable of.
Orbit out in to space
encasing our dreams and wishes.
Buoyant on an afternoon blue sky.
Float away. Float away.
Poetry Lane 
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