Bubbles

I’m in no hurry today

Time waits for me

I’m going to stay in this moment and play

For as long as I feel the need

I know when I leave this bubble

It will burst and be no more

I cannot keep it and preserve it

It’s not meant to be banked or stored

It’s a gift with an expiration date

That’s what makes them unique and rare

It’s our choice and we must take our pick

Pay attention, listen for the one’s that call

Appreciate the moments you can

Both the big and small