Ice Cream Day
Sticky vanilla drips over his tiny pinky.
Rainbow sprinkled lips smile gratitude.
His face dodges mother`s attempt to destroy his delight.
The waffle softens in his palm,
Teeth clenched,he devours soggy leftovers.
It is a global warming sort of Ice cream day.
Copyright © Robin Maughan | Year Posted 2009
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