Bubbles flying up big and small
Wondering from where it comes
Looked up like a five year old
With my eyes wide open
Tried to touch it but was ain’t so near
Can see rainbow in each bubble
Anon saw it moving afar and high
Leaving nay a single one to touch
Ran towards it where inhibited
Finding the footprints who blew it
With my heads down walked back
When a bubble touched my nose
The one who blew it with a smile
Was my first love at five !