by CRAFTY KEN   Jun 6, 2017


They are perfect spheres that gently float in the air, sometimes they burst in your ear but nothing to fear. To you and your little one’s they bring much cheer, however I don’t like when they land in my beer!

Although they appear clear, when kissed by the Sun the many colors of the Rainbow they do bear, they are chased by the kids who enjoy them with much laughter and fun. They grab their hoops to dip in the suds and run through the Rose buds, a long seemingly endless flow continues to grow, then they rise to the skies in a beautiful group.

Why are they perfectly round, sometimes they’re a wobbly elastic slowly bending but still sound, looking like the Planets and the Sun, obviously all the Creation of *someone! There are Laws that must be obeyed, Gravity calls out to them, come hither, be my friend but the air beckons and says; hey, going my way, jump on and the view will make your day, the wind calls and asks; can I also play?

*There is a Lawgiver and His Laws that cannot be broken, like Gravity, Aerodynamics that cause birds to fly and those Planes also high in the Sky. Without Gravity, the Apple would not fall to the ground and our Earth would be flying off into the unknown all alone.

Author Ken
June 6, 2017


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  • 1 year ago

    by Em

    I always love your upbeat rhyming and humour

    • 1 year ago

      by CRAFTY KEN

      Thanks Em, I just wrote another Jem-Ha Ha