Have Some Birthday Cake
Have some birthday cake Ellie said to her cousin Myra.
He asked what it tasted like.
This was 1931, it was a worldwide depression.
We did not often have cake.
Especially cake with frosting.
Come here, she said.
Giving him a taste of the icing with her finger.
His brown eyes lit up as if it was a magical day.
Maybe the world was not sad after all.
They exchanged huge smiles.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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