Bubbles
Each has a little rainbow inside
Waiting to pop out and shout
Surprise.
But when they pop and disappear
When you wish they
Were here
You look and remember the time before
And start to tear
Up and cry
About
How easily you let it all pass by
But bubbles are different from us
For we don’t come back
Also another difference is clear
For when we pop
We don’t disappear
We stay in the
Heart
Maria,
Age 10
Pine
Bush Elementary