Stress Break



When I feel the stress of
Life getting to me,
I kick back for a minute
And take a nice, long blow…

It soothes me to
Lift that stick to my mouth
And blow;
I can feel my worries
Flowing away from me
And rising into the air.

I watch the patterns
Float high and low,
Sometimes they come to me,
Tickling my nose.

I can’t get enough of
That awesome feeling;
I blow every chance I get,
And couldn’t care less
Who sees me…in fact,
I love to share with
My friends.

After all, soap bubbles
Are made for sharing,
And everyone believes it
When I tell them
That I don’t inhale.

Imagine that…

© 2007 by Robert E. Blackwell