The Bubble 06 Wednesday May 2015 Posted by Caro Field in poetry ≈ Leave a comment I saw the world dimly, Through a bubble. The colour of the heather Was diffused, Knocked back, Like raindrops on a window, Yet just as beautiful as The flower itself. © Caro Ness 2015 Share this:TwitterFacebookLinkedInEmailPinterestLike this:Like Loading...