Leaned over the balcony’s grill
He gently blew into the wand’s circle;
As he dipped into the tiny soap water bottle.
Serially, out came soap water bubbles;
Tiny ones followed the big ones, bearing rainbows, brittle.
Some, gigantic; Burst before they descended.
The tiny ones would disappear just after they landed.
The ones that would delight the passersby by were all mid-sized.
With kids on the street, leaping up and clasping, the bubbles unarmed.
While grownups, popped them with their fingertips, once spotted.
What joy he could spread with a little breath and some soap water?!
That moment was when he paused and his mind began to wander.
He knew what he’d do when he grew up to be taller and stronger.
A light bulb flashed over his head, and a neon sign appeared around with a glimmer.
“Puttu’s Soap Water Bubble Bottle Factory” read the sign as he looked up in wonder.