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Just with a little pipe of clay, a bowl of water and some soap, you / find your happiness to-day, releasing fairy worlds of hope. Now / watch these iridescent balls sailing so lightly and so high, and some / collide with chairs and walls, and then to beauty it's "Good-bye! " / You do not weep, but blow and blow until another doth appear, then / wave your small hand to and fro -- it floats towards the chandelier. I / watch your velvet cheeks puff out, your lovely eyes are shining / bright. I thrill to hear your happy shout, "This one will reach a / star to-night. " Dear little child, in later years may you make / beauty with such ease; and fashion, out of smiles and tears, rainbows / of glowing hope like these. And should one bubble's fate be ill, / then, from your pipe of dreams, I pray you'll blow another, laughing / still, as you are doing, dear, to-day.