Bubbles are in the air
flying freely in colors
big and small
going hither and thither
up and down happily
At lastburst in the air
bid the final good bye!
Their momentary colorful glory
is still lasting in my memory
hovering around my heart
like honey bees around beehive
but without sound!
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