With you I see,
Baubles and Bubbles, Gems and Pearls,
In a twinkle troubles fling in twirls,
Through dream doors,
Which open to weightless time.
Moments glisten through glided sky!
We toss and swirl in bad and good times,
We weave and darn, wreath and mince,
The fragile tear, the timorous strand.
With you I hear,
Jingle and chatter, pitter and patter,
Of word skipping in the rain of joy,
Feet tap to pulsating stories,
Pondering thoughts set to skittish rhythms,
And thumping tunes, shatter the twilight prism.
And I always look forward,
For the day, when I can see you again