The posings of a poet.


Girl blowing bubbles

…a piece of you




Our children are so much like bubbles
We pray soar over most of life’s troubles
They grow as we breathe out our dreams
And float up on warm refracted beams
And as they hang still rainbows spin
So you hope they will alight again
But they are their own beauty now
And you’ll look at others and see how
Like bubbles are these ones we love
And you’ll look around and above
And pray that they’ll drift back to you
Even if for only a moment or two
But either way you begin to see
You helped beauty come to be
Your dreams and lessons now reflected
Three-sixty view newly collected
Part of you will always fly free
Because you now have found the key
You may hold the wand and blow
But the magic which they undergo
Is that as they fly ever high
A piece of you will touch the sky
Pain and joy now come in doubles
For our children are so like bubbles



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