Happy, bouncing, little spheres.
Brightly colored in rainbow hues.
Sweet and gooey in the middle
Such tasty wondrous little jewels.
Taste the rainbow, watch them rain
From volcanos, and into buckets.
The air is full and alive
With these tiny, shiny trinkets.
The joy they spread is contagious
And smiles, they seem to widen.
So pop a skittles in your mouth
And a smile you won't be a-hidin'.
By: Wild Child 8/31/99
Words lay dormant in the recesses of the mind til called forth to a labor of love. By WildChild