Joy Solidified


Seeping out the pages
that recorded all our dreams
The little bubbles danced.

They grew as they collided
and we popped them with our noses
they stuck to our eylashes
As we stared up at the stars.

Who looked back through the sand
ground up to make their glass
which made up all the boxes
That shipped them out to sea.

We caught them in our nets
and grew them in our garden
where the trees used to stand
that now make up
Our books of seeping pages.

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