As people hurry by I see bubbles fall from the sky at last they stop now I’m aware For suddenly, They’re no longer there Captured in the spectrum It turns and tumbles It brings all calm and humble Atmospheres intensity They wait For the spinning to break Slow powerful breeze Pushes bubbles with ease bubble bounce on my sweater which is now a tad wetter Before the bubbles came
Reason for writing:
I had a dream that where I work in the city...everyone stopped to watch these bubbles falling from the sky.
Birth sign: Aquarius
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