The Bubble Chase
I can fly, I can fly, and pop bubbles in the sky.
Then I race and I race, an amazing bubble chase.
Mama,Blow! Mama, Blow! Just watch those bubbles Go.
Let me try, Let me try! One just popped right in my eye.
Do-Si-Do, Do-Si-Do. Grandpa pop one with your toe.
Peek-a-boo, Peek-a-boo. I can see right through it, too!
Comments
Your grandaughter is gorgeous you must have lots of fun with her.
Ian
Clever poem as well :)
I wanted to add some lines to your limerick, but my creative juices aren't flowin' today :/
Clever you!
I'm just trying to figure out how she got that nickname ;).
I am so glad I popped in before I head off for bed. I can now go to sleep with a smile on my face! I think I will be saying the poem as well...*big grin*
Hugs,
Sue
She is really a cutie-pie!
I like the comparison of my first love to an ice cream ! That's very true fortunately one year later I met Mr. Gattino who looked like a brother to him and for once I realized that a copy can be much better then the original, lol ! The proof 39 years of life together !