Ode to Bubbles

Such gentle creatures They hold a calming trait Giving warm, friendly features A friend to turn to and wait Non-judging, floating by Almost indifferent to my troubles Their advice to my trivial dilemmas fly Are they only bubbles? Spherical and clear Light, and reflecting every color I wish to hold them dear But one touch ends what was polar and nonpolar Their beauty in the blue skies Their beauty in post storm They hold so much, no lies Yet are so little, it's a norm Let them be free Free from the unknown I wish it were me But there’s too much I can’t postpone Understated is said love Overstated if said 'til death When they float above These bubbles make happiness Continue do they idle by Giving peace to one's hectic mind Thankful am I For they bring serenity and peace to my stressful life