Unexpected visitor
From my back window I espy
a stray soap bubble passing by.
From whence it came I do not know
but carried by the winds that blow.
I saw it dancing in the air
a sight which was beyond compare.
I only wish I was as free
as the soap bubble I can see.
The bubble goes where the wind blows
until it bursts I must suppose.
It had no choice when it was blown
but venture into the unknown.
I watched.it ‘til it disappeared
carried by a wind that veered
and took it high into the sky.
It had no time to say goodbye
but I was glad to see it go.
So when it burst I would not know.
31-Jul-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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