Blowing Bubbles

Blowing bubbles in the park
On a beautiful day
Is one of my favorite activities.
Even when the wind is blowing, 
It's a pleasure like to see the bubbles 
Float gently in the air.
Drifting,
Floating, 
Pop.
The bubbles dance
In the gentle breeze. 
Little rainbows collecting in their soapy figures. 
Small spheres of light, joy, and beauty
Swirl in the wind. 
I gently blow the bubble wand
And more bubbles fill the air. 
It's quite a lovely sight, 
And I know
I must admit, 
Bubbles look so pretty
When they're in the air.
Category:Poems
Category:Poem