Wonderful Ice Cream: A Poem

Ice cream was a big part of my childhood and part of my adulthood for that matter. My family will get it on summer vacations and whenever I’m visiting I’ll go to the local Ice cream shop. When I was in middle school I would meet my friend there and get some ice cream before we went on some other adventure. I have a lot of wonderful memories around ice cream, so thought it would be wise to share my love in poem form.

Wonderful Ice Cream: A Poem
Summer days with their warm breezes
brings to me sweet memories
of delicous, wonderful ice cream.
When the air is hot,
when the air is cold,
I partake in the loving treat.
The taste of sugary cream
reminds me of wonderful days
carefree and filled with love.
Whether bought on the side of the street
or made with love and our own hands
smiles would blossom and bloom.
Joy and happiness always will come around
When the smell of ice cream is in the air.
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At the Windmill (a poem)

poetryThere is a little cafe near my house that I believe I am becoming a regular at. Today I went by myself and had breakfast. I decided to write a little as I waited. This is one of the poems I wrote while enjoying their food. It really is a great place.

With painted wall,

warm and inviting

art hangs welcoming guest

saying be who you are

do what you will

and enjoy the good that is served

 

With the sky on the ceiling

bright and pleasing

curtains hang to welcome guest

saying come near or far

do what you will

and enjoy the food that is served

 

So I write and dream

sitting in the corner so I can watch

the couples eat

The students study

and an other lone female reading the paper

I sit, watch and writing

doing what I will

and enjoying the food that is served.