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.