682. wobbly bubbles of wonder

in the bubbly womb
a youngster’s wonder grows
until it is popped… 🦊❤️

I was at a local Fourth of July parade yesterday. Before the parade marched by, I was watching a young boy making enormous bubbles with a rope “bubble wand”. How they wobbled as they rose into the sky.  I was touched and also filled with a nostalgic feeling. Little kids stood and watched and tried to pop the bubbles. Adults and teens took their eyes off their cell phones now and then to watch them rise into the sky. I took his picture and wrote a haiku and thanked him for the show. 🦊❤️