There was a time when you were a child, remember when,
Children playing simple games back in a world of wishes and magic.
A bottle, do you recall that magic bottle from where bubbles appeared,
Close your eyes and blow through that circle of dreams, watch their form.
Bubbles, see the colors inside, small and big are they as you see them float,
Away they go to somewhere, disappearing with the wind, vanished bubbles.
As a child, it is and was such a creative, wonderful, experience of magic,
Did you believe, try to see that each one had a different gift to be held.
Blowing in the wind were dreams, wishes, possible things, everything,
Magic bubbles, once upon a time in a child’s dreaming eyes.