Bubbles floating in the meadow
Helping me to overcome my fears and sorrow
Gazing out to autumn leaves turned spring
They look at me giving my heart such wings
I stare across the lake, over to the house
I see a little girl as small as a mouse
Her small bike still standing along the road
The way she left it since years ago
Now spring turned to winter
She's now still small but a little taller
And gazing at the snow in a peculiar manner
And then I see her sweeping away the leaves
Then giving up and throwing them to the winds
I smile a little bittersweet smile
Looking back at memories that passed me by
Her waking to dawn
Her walking down the road at the lawn
Sticky crumbs pasted on her cheeks
Without even bothering to have it licked
That little red truck she rode with her brother
When they ran across the field all throughout summer
And the waves washing up the coast
As she jumps with glee her heart all afloat
My lips curve into a fond smile
When was it that I forgot to enjoy life?
The sweet, little memories I hold dear
The golden memories of childhood I treasure
And now whenever a little bubble floats by
I'll be sure to remember every little bit of life with a smile
Add on a little spice of life
To add the thrill to the joyous ride
So come along, reminisce with me
Think about you golden memories
This poem might be simple
But it never fails to show a dimple
Along the grown cheeks of this woman
That had long since grown with a man
She loves dearly and promised and vowed
To spend every moment with him now
The color of our wedding rings that day
Was the shade of our hearts whose love never fades away
And so underneath the shade of trees
Watching the sun peer orange over the leaves
Gazing at small little bubble
Too small a thing for the meaning it holds
To my heart so young still
So many emotions I can really feel
Amidst the lake, the grass and the wind
I finally found what all the things mean
Staring out the ever familiar lawn
With the words carve into my heart: I am home