First Gelato
So here I am in Lecco,
An Italian lakeside town -
Charming, quaint and so idyllic
No one seems to wear a frown.
What could make the day more perfect?
Keep me in that happy zone?
Why, the answer's very simple -
Some gelato in a cone!
With gelaterias popping up
On every other block,
I could sample every flavor
Every hour 'round the clock.
But I chose a shop at random,
Picked 2 flavors that I love
And the taste was so delicious
It beat manna from above.
I'll be touring through the country
And one thing I guarantee -
Not a day will pass without a fresh
Gelato cone for me!
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2016
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