Bubble


You know that fleeting moment,
In which you see a bubble,
There one minute,
Popped the next,
With little in the way of left.
***
It mimiks a wave,
Crashing on a beach,
Where we know,
For certain,
The wave wont reform.
***
Few things feel as final,
As a bubble popping,
A wave crashing,
Loved one passing,
Not to be remade again.
***
Watch that bubble closely,
Don’t let it leave your eye,
When it’s gone,
Nothing can,
Put it back together.

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