My Cocoon Poem by Christine Kerr

Bubble Baths are my relaxing time,
It helps, keeps away that bathtub slime
Bubbles disappear from crying out loud
Breaking away silently those massive clouds.

Never know where the imagination will go
Feeling water flow over my head and toes
Eyes are feeling heavy under these terms
Suds disappearing, taking away the nasty germs

Sometimes I wonder
Where I have been
Soaking in the water
Now at half past ten

Got to crawl out from my warm cocoon
Out of my dreamland oh so soon
Into the reality of ice cold air
Into the discomfort of feeling bare