2010021731 - c2010 WLC
Tiny bubbles cling together
Floating in a pool of amber
Surrounded by a wall of green
Popping tiny breaths unseen
I sit here up against my mum
Playing Scrabble as you curl
Blissful in my solitude
But not without my gratitude
For when you're gone
Our love goes on
Inside a happy dancing heart
We are never quite apart
I watch TV on the internet
Never trying to forget
The happy looks that you provide
Without you, we'd not survive
The door swings wide
You walk inside
I drink the bubbles in my cup
I'll see you when I wake up
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