Effervescent, iridescent, translucent, transitory.
Sibilant words all, to describe something so
Magical.
A single bubble looks lovely, but
A cascade of bubbles is magnificent.
The whole is greater than the sum of its parts.
Almost nine years ago, we first blew bubbles on
A birthday. Grandparents, parents, grandson,
Celebrating the fragility of life with
Gleaming orbs in the gentle dusk.
Another state, another birthday,
I watch out the window as four sons dance in the bubbles
In the afternoon sun and shadows.
Some blow, some clap and stomp.
All laugh with the joy of the day
And the togetherness.
Each himself a bubble of life.
Effervescent, iridescent, translucent, transitory.
Magical.
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