A Poem of Bubbles

I wrote a poem this morning while I was eating my flakes (flakes put me in artistic moods), and I wanted to share it with all of you:

Bubbles in my mouth
Rising to the top
Wobbling on the way
Until they all pop

This is a picture of one of my friends; his name is George. He is studying to be a minister, but he will pose for me once in a while. We've had some fine conversations!