BALLOONS ON THE BEACH.

Ball on bright ball, On the sky glowing, The old dreams recall Of a child’s knowing; Eggs laid by a flying bird, Jellies in globed curd, Fruits on a strange tree, By the winds blowing. Now as each bobbing ball Tugs at its holder, I, who these dreams recall, Feel hardly older.... Drinking enchanted Cup From Balloons, I rise up, Swaying on sea and sky, Color and flight am I! Appled Balloon Tree, Arched efflorescence, Grow shining globes for me, Of joyous essence; Until bright bubbles spill From a cup fancies fill Brimmed iridescence!