Poetry In a Bubble - Try This On For Size

A poem bubbling Inside me, won't keep still wants to be free, to soothe me like a lullaby, flowing with a happy melody coing and singing wants to dance too... Come on, Take my hand... Lets glide into the night We will be the stars Our laughter will take flight Filling the sky. Ah! So much for dreams and A poem wanting to be aLullaby! March 12, 2012 10:49