Poem -

Blowing Bubbles

Carried upon a soft whisper
Of a summer breeze

Bubbles float aloft

Dancing amongst trees,

Pleasing little children

With colours so bright,

Swirling all around

Then, soon out of sight.

 

Delightful globes

Of the richest hues

Of amethyst and jade,

Which would you choose?

Sadly, soon obliterated,

A mere momentary joy,

A child’s rainbow globe

Was such a pleasant toy.

 

Their elegant fragility

Captivated one and all;

I feel a sense of wonder

As I often recall,

And you, my friend

I’m sure you do too

As this simple pleasure

Your heart did woo!

 

 

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Paul

Thanks for your lovely review. 
Child and parent always enjoy this timeless fun!

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Being Me

This is lovely! A really charming poem that invokes summer memories of a simple joy. The little ones shriek with delight as they chase those iridescent bubbles around. I enjoyed reading this poem x

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Paul

I'm pleased you liked it. Thanks for your feedback.

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Tony Taylor

Such charming memories of childhood.....and BUBBLES are certainly a part of that wonderful magic!!.......ALL STARS!!......well done dear poet brother!!....LOVE & ROCKETS!!.....T xo  : )

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Paul

I'm feeling effervescent. Cheers!

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