There is something magical about bubbles. Will and I love to blow bubbles and it kinda makes me feel like a kid again. Go ahead and have some bubble fun today and enjoy the poem Blowing Bubbles by Ericka Northrop.
Blowing Bubbles - Poem by Ericka Northrop
Come with me; forget your troubles.
We'll take some soap and make some bubbles!
We can make them big or small;
It isn't very hard at all.
I can't be angry, sad or blue
When blowing bubbles-now, can you?
Just blow your blues into each one.
We'll watch them sparkle in the sun.
We'll send them out into the sky.
There go your troubles!
Poof!
Bye-bye.
What do you do when you want to feel like a kid again?
