Bubbles

Clay pipes give birth to bouncing orbs frolicking, glassy, soapy, slippery delights chased by golden haired cherubs who shriek with merriment and poke chubby fingers at balls of glistening wetness suspended spheres of liquid light bump onto dog's noses who snap at empty air as helter skelter, they fly high into a teasing breeze as pop! and their short lives are quickly ended in wet patches on a neighbor's driveway.. as startled children say 'Is that all there is?'