bubble, bubble theres no trouble.

I love the feeling

it’s warm and wet

flooding over my feet

as I kick the drain

Lovely bubbles make my limbs

into islands

subtle scents drift

like flowers to my nose

I squirt some more.

The warm of the water

makes my muscles relax

I lay back and let my mind wander

Splishing and splashing

doing all the things

I tell my child not to do

oops water over the side

naughty mama

I grin at the thought

she would say that I know

I relax and sigh

no banging on the door

no rush to go

I am home alone

and I am taking

a bubbly bath!

4 Responses to “bubble, bubble theres no trouble.”

  1. sleepswithbear Says:

    A sweet poem!

  2. ozymandiaz Says:

    mmmmmmmmm bubble bath
    I need a bigger tub. It is hard for me to find one I can stretch out in

  3. nectarfizz Says:

    Heh

  4. ozymandiaz Says:

    alright
    alright
    bring on some writing
    you OK over there?

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