Thursday, September 3, 2015

Bubble

Glass bubble,
Daddy held up high
Throwing it to the ground
Shattered in two

He thought it was good

Summer comes and goes
Days wane past
years grow

Double bubble holds
Tight..
Grasping He takes hold
And Shatters
Little splinters off

Double sits wailing
Bleeding glass
Sweeping the pieces
To glue back together

Four Bubbles rock
Back and forth
Holding on
Shattered
Prismatic light
Rainbows across the sky
Shattered bubble

He took the Bubble
Tossed it to
The ground.

He thought it was good

But it bounced
Giggles
It Bounced.

Bubbles
Prismatic light
Rainbows

One Bubble stands
Bouncing
One.

And She said
It is Good.