Bubbles

                                   Bubbles

                               Floating on the breeze,
                               little globes of freedom.
                               They glide along,
                               not caring what the world looks like.
                               Not caring wheather or not they have a date.
                               Bringinng joy to the children whose lives have just begun,
                               and to the ones whose lives are almost done.
                               Why cant I be a bubble?
                               A simple little life with no pain or suffering.
                               Just floating on the breeze.
                              No wars, no crimes, no horrible life.
                               They just show  the knowlage that soon,
                               that it will be our lives that go..pop..