Second Gelato

Hazelnut, again, but this time Coconut was shelved And chocolate the new flavor Into which I gladly delved. Como was the town, right on The very famous lake, A place I'd always hoped to see On trips I'd planned to take. My father served in WWII And this is where he fought, At least that is the info 'Bout the war which I was taught. He didn't like to talk of it And certainly, I'm sure, He never got to see the lake - The tourists' biggest lure. But now I'm in Bellagio, A boat ride 'neath my belt, Imagining my dad so young And wond'ring what he felt. I wish he'd had at least a chance To taste my favorite treat; I'm making up for what he missed With every cone I eat.