Three little bubblesA Poem by Courtney Hough
Three little bubbles
And salt against my lips. Feeling weightless, Fish at my finger tips. What once was cold, Slowly becomes warm. And the sea is calm, So is her inner storm. The water hugs me, And soothes away my troubles. With my soul now weightless too, After those three little bubbles. © 2020 Courtney Hough |
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Added on April 3, 2020 Last Updated on April 3, 2020 AuthorCourtney HoughIDAboutMy son and my daughter are my world. They make my life so much better. And I’m obsessed with my pets. I can’t believe all the things/Amazon packages my husband puts up with. True love! I a.. more..Writing
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