Humans and Bubbles

Humans are like bubbles.

They're born with a breath.
They float away from their maker.
Possibly bumping into others.
Maybe even combining.
But then...
after their short and
perilous journey...
They pop.

like we as humans
are born from our mothers.
We grow up & move out.
We make friends and memories.
Quite possibly get married.
And then we get old,
we fade out...
and die.