Candy Shop
I stopped at a candy store that I hadn’t been before
the delightful aroma hit me just when I opened the door
shelf after shelf, tables galore, even boxes of stacked mint juleps’ on the floor
bags here and baskets there, chocolate candy coins and more.
salt water taffy in jars, Maine boxed maple leafs sitting beside the pom poms
caramel bullseye tops my list, plus root beer barrels and fireball bombs
I could smell something special in the air that hit my taste buds
thought it might be a pst time favorite of mine, but it wasn’t milk duds.
the nice lady came out from the back with a platter of penuche fudge
‘here help yourself’ she said ‘I just made them, you be the judge”
I gobbled down three, plus the crumbs from under the hood
she asked me how they tasted and if I wanted more.
I replied ‘good and plenty”
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