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The Bubbles

Contributed by aika on Thursday, 24th July 2003 @ 01:05:00 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



I felt so stressed
Still too much work left
Several troubles included
And I thought I had hard times to live
I felt so down and no smile on my face
When suddenly my lil son came
I passed him the bottle with juice
Which he took
And as I was bent down to him
He without my asking
So tight hugged me
And kissed my lips
Oh, it was so sweet.
Through his innocent eyes
I looked right into the paradise
He pressed me to him
And I felt his heart beating
His true love gave me wings.
I took him and sat on my lap
And he point at bubble maker and
We started to play.
Seeing the first buble he stood up and smiled
Another bubbles and his lil hands clapped
And when one huge bubble touched down his nose
He had so amazed eyes and he did not know
What todo and he sat on his botty
Wantedto touch the bubble but it
Right bursted...
We started to laugh
So honestly and loud
And the older son came to us
Both of them wanted to catch the bubbles
And I forgot about the troubles

Did not matter
Lunch will be a lil later
Thousands of lil drops
Falling on the floor
We cuddled , laughed and had fun
Wonderful times always fast run
But in our hearts and mind
These are precious moments for whole the life

I just wanted to share.. ...





Copyright © aika ... [ 2003-07-24 13:05:00]
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Re: The Bubbles (User Rating: 1 )
by MoonlitAngel on Thursday, 24th July 2003 @ 03:20:49 PM AEST
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Aww! That's beautiful!! Children are such a blessing, they have such a way of making us forget everything that's wrong. :)

~ Moonlit




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