When I was a little girl and growing up,
I had lots of teddy bears and one small pup.
One thing I knew filled me with delight,
A piece of bubble gum, the smell, the sight.

My favorite kind was Double Bubble,
I knew before long I would be in trouble.
Chewing until I thought it was just right,
Blowing my bubble way out of sight.

All of a sudden ... I would hear a POP!,
And I knew right away it was time to stop.
My mother would come running in to see,
And I would have bubble gum all over me.

Mother said, “What am I to do with you?”
“You will wind up bald before you're through"
“Well, bubble gum girl, let's get you clean.”,
She would say it so sweet, never mean.



Watching my pink bubble gum as it grew,
All the while giggling, because I knew.
Aware it would not be long before again,
The only thing showing was my little chin.

“Oh Honey, must you chew that stuff?”
“It does smell good but isn’t that enough?”
Mother would let her bubble gum girl be,
She knew of my free spirit don’t you see.

Oh, how I long to return once more,
Back in time and to be going to the store.
Reaching with a penny to give to the man,
So he would put bubble gum in my hand.

Today I can’t chew bubble gum anymore,
It is not a reason for me to go to the store.
Those moments I had are all now long done,
Not forgotten though and I had so much fun.



© Brenda Sparkman
November 2003

Photo © Russel Mobley
Used with permission

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