Bubbles


Spring is in the air! It is nice out today, so as a break from homework, my  friends and I decided to go outside and enjoy the weather. We spent some time tree climbing, and then broke out the bubble wand. I’m so excited it’s finally starting to feel like spring. The fresh air is so nice. So is acting like a child. Climbing in trees and bubble blowing are such innocent, carefree activities. It sounds like a dorky thing to do (ok it is) but it really relieves some stress by just being a goofball. Try it!

Jenn blowing bubbles.

Bubble!

In lieu of the bubble adventure my friends and I had, I am going to share a poem I wrote a long time ago:

Bubbles
Float Endlessly on and on and on
I know we will make it there alright
Despite the blinding lights
Luminous allure pulling us in

We were all just bubbles
Passing the time
Finding our places in the universe
Will you tell me where is mine?

Let’s all be young again
Gliding gently down
To get the sensation
Nothing is wrong at all

But bubbles don’t mean anything anymore
Just a pocket of naivety
Surrounding our innocent forms
They must have all broken apart

Bubbles blown in our youth
Bubbles popping in midair
Now that we have learned the truth
Bubbles are gone forever

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One response to “Bubbles

  1. Madeleine

    What fun! And a great poem. Thanks for sharing.

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