A bubbles trance

Floating way up high

Some Special magic in the sky

Above the trees, above us all

You start to think it could never fall

A symbol of summer, and kids at play

Who would want it any other way?

This spirit is oh so free

All a human could never be.

But soon it comes falling down

It pops and than it hits the ground

I lose my trance, I lose my hope

For a bubble is now nothing but soap

I mourn, but know it's not goodbye

For this memory could never die

Fill my soul with childhood laughs

Before It’s too late, and in the past.