This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Fragile ball of opalescence,Rainbow glass of milky white;Swirling laughter fills the globeAnd bobs, a dancing bauble bright.Held in fingers fat and chunky,Beauty of the hidden pearlMay fall from these clumsy digits,In their stumble, they unfurl.Sailing through the sunshine air,The opalescent bauble singsUpon the back of springti...
