In a Bubble.

Foreword: I wrote this piece whilst thinking about being able to escape from the world and its chaos. Protected in my imaginary bubble...whilst at the same time acknowledging there is no bubble in life, to learn we sometimes have to hurt.

In a bubble I'd be Float away from life, from strife Float free..

In a bubble I'd be Clear crystal sphere Big enough for us and me..

In a bubble I'd be Bounce off lifes troubles No dents or scars for me..

In a bubble I'd be Perfectly round Fly, be me..

In a bubble I'd be Enjoy the peace Chaos below us we leave..

In a bubble I'd be Me, you, us Lovely!

In a bubble I'd be Have our world Our own reality..

In a bubble I'd be Atop it all Sit, breathe, observe, be me..

But a bubble, it's unrealistic you see Not real life Not the way it's meant to be..

So I suppose a bubble would be neat But what would we learn? Without the knocks and the heat?

For life to be lived, with the love and yes hurt You have to fall, bubble burst Graze your knees in the dirt...

(©) Dom Giddy 2020