"it's not about the destination;it's all about the journey,,,
lost in the bubbly wubbly of the kitchen sink
how I dreamily loved to sing
and drift
and never to think
eyeing each merry bubble
splendid in pink and green
watching it cheerily blinking out
in azure or rose or cream;
no longer on the scene;
like in a Disney movie
singing only to sing.
late in the evening they'd find me
still rinsing off breakfast things
took a long time to do my chores
but gee, there was nothing I loved to do more.
mary angela douglas 21 july 2023
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