Hopes Float
Like bubbles blown
From the mouth of a child
Our hopes float before us
Dancing out of reach
We follow them through the yard
Feeling cool grass underfoot
Eyes focused on catching
Those illusive orbs
Some fall to the ground and burst
Some caught in strong winds pop in air
Others continue to soar
Up and out of sight
Those are the hopes
Our hearts want to follow
Impossible, improbable, impractical
Our hearts soar with them anyway
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