Little bubbles sitting on the ground
Little blankets with children running around
Taking kids out in the sun
Watch them run, enjoy the fun
Adults crawl upon the ground
Little girls jump up and down
Mum’s sunning themselves, straps down
Trying to make themselves brown
Seagulls flying above them free
Nightingales sing in the trees
Bikes lie sidewards on the grass
Dad’s pulling up jeans to cover their arse
Children, laughter, screaming, the squealing
Playing in the park
An owl sounds out in the distance
The hoot so familiar
I know that you are near here
Happiness and harmony resides
Little bubbles sitting on the ground
In little bubbles, happiness is found.
The end.
