Bubble

Bubble

So simple and free with a certain stlye.
Flowing through the air its always driven us wild.
Short in life and fragile..and smooth..
as it floats we stare and blow them everywhere.
Gaps of trapped breath, surrounded by a being.
That won't last long but still gives us a feeling.
Cherish it now and look at it strong...
it won't be long....till that lil bubble is gone.