Emily Poem by Lamar Cole
Emily
Emily was a little girl who had a lot of troubles.
To ease her mind she liked to blow bubbles.
Her parents were strung out on dope.
She had just about lost all hope.
But the bubbles cleared her mind.
They helped her look forward to better time.
Tuesday, January 15, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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8/27/2025 2:13:28 AM # 1.0.0
Bless little Emily's heart! I recall, from childhood, those little bubble-blowing wands with a circle at the end. I also remember when a bottle of bubblesoap was accidentally knocked over and spilt, and the dog lapped it up, and then whenever he would hiccup, a bubble would come out! Thanks for the memories, Lamar! (I'm forever blowing bubbles!)