When I was a little child, I’d go to my Mama’s room,
Watch her put her make-up on and smell her sweet perfume.
But my favorite thing of all she used,
Were the bright colors in shiny little tubes.
I’d watch as she’d study each tube in the row,
to see which one matched her dress just so.
Colors so wonderful, pink, orange, and reds,
She’d pick out one, “I’ll wear this,” she said.
Oh the thrill of watching the cap come off,
Seeing the color rise, both firm and soft.
What care she used touching her lips just so,
Then blotting with a tissue, for reasons I didn't know.
“Please, Mama,” I’d beg, “I want some too!”
And she’d pretend to touch my lips with that magic little tube.
When older, Mama gave me my first tube of gloss,
How excited I was to wear that bit of frost!
As I grew up, and a few more years went by,
How I bought lipsticks -- always new colors to try.
And now that I’m older, with a little girl of my own,
Those words, I hear again, with a begging tone.
“Mama, please...., give me some too!
I want to be pretty just like you!”
So I bring the tube close to her sweet little lips,
And we pretend she’s wearing her Mama’s lipstick.
Cassie Memmer © May 2001
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