The icecream truck
a symbol of childhood
I watch as others take
their children by the hand
excited talk, rapid walk
the icecream truck is here!
"Don't leave!", she shouts
she shows her money
proud to be a customer
I watch gleefully
remembering my children
remembering me
running down the street
shouting "Don't leave"
excited, joy filled to see
the icecream truck
it seems to me each life
repeats the purest joys
in words that shout
"Don't leave"
"Mommy hurry"
"The icecream truck "
it is timeless, so I watch
for a second, I am the child
for a moment, I am the parent
reality allows me to watch
enjoying each memory
brought forth
now witnessing a new generation
as they create memories
of the icecream truck
a place where time stops.
written by Pauline
copyright 2006
1 comment:
ba ba ba ba ba babop
ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
That is the ice cream truck song, it plays in my head long after the truck rolls by.
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