Dear God, Don’t Pop my Bubble.

It may last awhile

but they color our world

In myriad hue

bringing joy

so long as it does

To me

and as much to you.

I close my eyes

wishing

that one could lock in it

the beauty of this world

and all things nice.

So I know each time

I see the ugly side,

it’s still a better place

to be in,

worthy to weather

the rough ride.

Freeze it in time

as something for me

to remember this by.

I hope you are listening!

I wish

there be always

a song in our hearts,

flights of will and

an open sky.