Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious bubbles

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious bubbles

Bubbles flit and float. The wind
Cradled them for that moment.
One by one it popped like you
Suddenly appearing out of the
Blue. And the blue faded away.

I saw the light in those bubbles,
You see. Reflecting the rainbows.
I could only blabber the word over
And over. For that time was as
precious as the day I was born.

And that could have been the first
Word that I wanted to learn for it
was you exactly. The hikes and the
Downfalls were as amazing as
Those bubbles that slowly flew.

Hence, there came the glory days;
The days that popped like bubbles.
Some seem too small. Some great.
Some lasted for quite a long while.
But they were all just as precious.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s