Chasing JoyA Poem by JE FalconSome rhyming quatrains, narrated.I saw something luminescent, floating in the air, And I couldn't help it, I just had to stare. It looked dangerous, as small things fare, So I followed as it drifted, from here to there.
As I followed the substance, while it drifted around, I saw it was descending, heading for ground. It was very lightweight and nearly perfectly round So I popped it with my finger. It was a bubble, I found.
My Grandchildren blew others, they like to share, And we couldn't help it, we just had to stare. These bubbles had colors, as colored things fare, So we ran around chasing them, from here to there.
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StatsAuthorJE FalconCAAboutI began writing poems and narrative poems as a hobby about 1970. I like writing in rhyme but have others. I published some poems and won some awards in the 1980's, mostly in quarterlies across the U.. more..Writing
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