Miracle Bubbles

Miracle Bubbles

A Poem by Andromeda
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If my childhood

Were to be

Summed up

(By the time I learned multiplication, my childhood was all used up—

Over at the age of

Seven)

Childhood

In one word

(Not a tough choice—

Not really)

In one word it would be this:

Bubbles.

Yes.

Bubbles.

Thirty-two fluid ounce

(32 fl. Oz.)

Bottles of bubbles:

Clear and

Smashing up against the fence

(Or your hands—

If the bubbles were

Lucky)

 

© 2008 Andromeda


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