My dreams are like a bubble, floating by with colors all a-swirl
I close my eyes and this drab world disappears, to be
Replaced by things of ‘wish they were here’ and
Other fanciful things. It is now that time, when
My bed is calling my name, so for now I leave
You all my friends; I have Lions I must go
To tame. Be well, be rested, when the
Day you greet anew, and I will be
There with you, to say
I Love You Too.
“My Dreams are like a bubble” by
Jerry E Smith
©7/11/17
