Ice Cream Man
Here comes Jolly Joe the ice cream man.
We loved congregating when we heard his bell.
We always heard it one street away, so we ran inside.
Begging quarters and dimes off all of our grownups.
It was disappointing when they said “no”,
but then they said yes, oh, my!
What a treat!
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment