As I blow a fresh, pristine bubble,
A journey unravels.
Flowing up and down in the air, reflecting the sun;
Winking at any person who looks this bubble rollercoaster.
Up and down it goes. Through the air,
Through the trees.
Caressing the skin of those who
Touch the bubble rollercoaster.
As the ride comes to an end,
It slows down.
The bubble bursts into wondrous and different colours,
Like a kaleidoscope and glitters into the air.