Bursts Of Rainbows

Surrounded by the colorful, fragile orbs.

She sat. Observing the giggling.

The laughs. The creations. The bond.

As the orbs circled her.

Making popping chimes in her ear.

Wind shifting to blow them away.

Back.

Away. 

Back.

Undulating.

Like the laughter.

Like the moments leading to this.

Perfect creation.

Bubbles of joy.