Bubble
Would you believe
Light on a bubble
Reflecting a dream
Floating so supple
There is a stream
Of relief from a dream
Here is the bubble
I carene
Down the alley of me
Why am I in trouble?
The rusty colored buildings
With warm window fittings
Curve around me
In a wave
And the sidewalk is
Soft with moss
I have been here before
And there are mystery friends waiting for me
Around the corner
They are up on the roof
Somehow I know the way
To the up top
To the roof and the sun
To have fun
I am intrigued
Floating a dream
I float up the stairs
The rooftop is free with the air
From street the bubbles float
With the sun and I breathe
Like a cloud
Reflections magnify with the sky
And the blue, gold and green
Rectangular screen in larger dream
Can’t wait to find dream friends in an endless light
I walk alone
In through the left door
I am on top
Here comes the bubbles
Would you believe
Why am I in trouble?
Reflecting a dream
Floating so supple
There is a stream
Of relief from a dream
Here is the bubble
I carene
Down the alley of me
Why am I in trouble?
Pink, blue and green
Coats the dream
Reflections on a bubble
Copyright © Autumn Ehrhardt | Year Posted 2020
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