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How Dreams are Born at Fifteen

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How Dreams are Born at Fifteen

Fifteen days of living I blew bubbles
Bubbles pearlescent in the sun
In hope and love I blew you bubbles
Ephemeral, floating, glorious sun loved bubbles.

In my act of creation, exhale air
Life held close in the bubbles 
Uh-whoo, uh-whoo, here’s life to live
I blew you bubbles for you to catch.

Leap and snatch we played bubbles
Bubbles so airy we can hold and spray
A bubbly world of shimmery beings
Floating in the wind of our wake.

And at the end of the pliant and fun filled day
We dreamed of bubbles, leaping for bubbles
Watery, airy bubbles floating, flaring and caught
and held within our hand a bubble, a bubble  smashed.

And oh how silly we seemed to break our play
Open up our hand, find within a pearl
A soft shimmery white pearl of life
And let it fly away, in the breeze, like our dream, free.

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  1. Date: 4/18/2013 4:19:00 PM
    Fifteen plus some forty years. Blowing bubbles always gets cheers. A youthful essence in every pop. I see no reason to ever stop. Whhhhew. :)

  1. Date: 3/30/2013 11:55:00 PM
    very nicely done Sheri , have a blessed Easter Sunday!

  1. Date: 3/24/2013 7:57:00 PM
    nicely penned Sheri...best wishes

  1. Date: 3/24/2013 11:07:00 AM
    Awesome write friend Sheri..creatively written poem. thanks for sharing..hugs, Maria :)

  1. Date: 3/21/2013 10:11:00 PM
    Hello Sheri, i love my dreams floating away...like them sweet charming bubbles... you know whats the best thing about grand kids... I still buy and blow bubbles for them... he he he...for my amusement of course... always Linda