April 9, 2010
By beautifullyclueless GOLD, Fort Worth, Texas
beautifullyclueless GOLD, Fort Worth, Texas
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Slowly drifting bubbles float in and out of the theme.
Slowly sifting bubbles fall through thet hourglass of my dreams.
Up, down, around and about.
Easing sleepily, in and out.
A shining cloud, a floating wall,
A dancing, drifting, bubble ball.
Sleepy, sleepy, more weary still,
Eyelids droop against their will,
The ball goes on,the bubbles rise,
But,alas,the audience have closed their eyes.
You do not see the bubbles fly
Gently up to their home in the sky.
You unknowingly miss the climax of the show,
For your head has fallen to your pillow.
You dream of places far away,
But the bubbles float on in their peaceful ballet.

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