If I reach up very tall,
And stand on tippy toes,
I might just catch you.
Blown on a breeze,
In a continuous stream.
Delicate
Transparent,
Beautiful.
Perfect spheres of possibility,
Exploding with colour,
Where the sun catches you,
You make me feel joyful,
That the world is alive.
Bubbles!

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That’s a beautiful start to Monday dearest one 🙂 xx
Thank you my darling!