In murky marshes of memories merry,
Of paper boats and kites fluttering free,
Frolic the failures in a roguish frenzy,
The children of lost laughter and glee.

"Oh, what mistake did I make when I raised you?"

The ones who danced with delight in drizzles,
Lost in fables of fantasy some call untruth...
Blowing bubbles bursting in brilliant fizzles,
And...