Blossoms and Bubbles

Elisa is very beautiful and young, but her silly mind isn't that strong; yesterday she marked age thirty on her calendar not feeling gritty. In a lively garden with blooming April flowers, she blows big bubbles that float low and high inducing much gladness much in her sigh... will they clash with those intruding butterflies? " No, they surely won't, "she whispers looking as far as her eyes can see, imagining one that resembles a star which she can look upon in her loneliness when moonlight brightens her room and desire for kisses take away all fright. Elisa watches her fragile bubbles burst at the sun's brightness, but surprisingly one doesn't...soaring further into remoteness. Written on 4/5/2015