An impish smile playing on the lips

Of a decepive face of cherubic innocence

With a tube dipped in frothy concoction

Blown in delight to create bubbles of mirth

Rounded and fluorescent in rainbow hues

As if fashoined of molten prisms of Iris

These in candescent balls of gaiety

Balloons of angels ascend cerulean heights

And the newly unfurled buds of humanity

Smile and clap chubby hand in pleasure

Bubbles of mirth are hopes soaring high

Filled with desire, blown in whimsy

That rise higher and higher to enter

Through olio of angellic castles

In the land of sparkling sublime stars

To caress ebon tressesof floating clouds

As fingers of the breeze stroke them gently

To whisper their yearnings and ecstasy

In the ears of dancing sunbeams

Or to dance in rhapsody

Of the nimle agile feet of lunar rays

They soar high and burst

Into drops of glistening moisture

Sprinkled like holy water to cleanse

Or spread all over the face of the world

As tears born of bursting bubbles of mirth

And scattered in the vale of grief…