Soothing Bubbles
Hustle and bustle everyday stress
oh how she has to get pass
everyday without shedding tears.
Piles of papers and files
that are all stresses
as she work for her kids.
At the door to her house
she fixes the meals with love
before she retreats above.
Slipping from her lingerie
her water fills to soothe
the soul that aches.
The bubbles to edge
she slips in to hide
as the worries slide
away in the magic bubble.
Room lit by candle
that is as sweet as a rose
her mind is at ease.
Copyright © Michael Byte | Year Posted 2014
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