Bubble, bubble--in the air,
Floating to, I know not where.
Sparkling and rainbow hued,
Made from breath by my little dude.
Soap and air, water, dreams,
Float away on sun lit beams.
Bubble, bubble--gone SO soon!
Imaginations for to bloom?
Bubble wait 'til next we meet,
In baths to scrub those dirty feet.
**This post was inspired by Mama Kat's--PRETTY MUCH WORLD FAMOUS--writer's workshop.
