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The fragile little child, to me,
Some bubble liquid brought,
And looked to me with big brown eyes
So I knew that I ought

Take out the ring all wet with soap
And put it to my face,
And blow my warm breath out upon
That round and sopping space.

And that I did, and bubbles streamed
Like spheres of glist’ning glass
Escaping from their own round world
To new round world more vast.

Her eyes grew round; her smile was wide;
She watched the bubbles fly
Like dandelions upon the wind.
And she helped make them die.

She reached and poked each that she could
And looked around for more.
But Charon had transported them
O’er to the distant shore.

And in that moment when she learned
There were none left to show,
She sank and loosed a little sigh,
A disappointed “ohh”.

I hate to burst your bubble, girl,
But bubbles do not last.
They’re blown into this waiting world
From which they pass so fast.

It is a lesson that you’ll learn
My little bubbly girl:
That soap or glass or human flesh
Has one quick brittle whirl.

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photo by coolhewitt23 at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/puPUCGO/Nature+bubble

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© Dennis Allen Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2018.

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In the season of the battle,
Restless nations test their arms,
Like two bucks in mating season
Fighting for a new doe’s charms.
 

Nations fight their foes with armies.
Armies fight their foes with men.
Men of flesh and blood are fragile
They still lose when nations win.

Like the leaves in their war season
Many wear the green of life.
Some few turn all shades of yellow;
Others bleed out in the strife. 

In the season of the battle,
Some will stay and some will fall.
Hardy are the heroes standing,
Honored those who give their all.

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photo by Agnes Scholiers at http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/nFStM9k/Leaves

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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2015.

 

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