i thank heaven somebody's crazy
enough to send me a daisy
On Piedmont Road, going north,
before my car there floated forth
a soapy bubble in the traffic,
glistening and holographic.
It drifted down into my path,
this ghostly sphere from someone's bath.
I watched it bob and almost tickle
A Harley-Davidson motorcycle
then rise (as it got quite exhausted)
That's where I left it, fair and frosted.
For this unexpected act
I thank heaven (I think), in fact,
that someone went to all the trouble
to blow me a bubble.
- John Stone