Ice cream cones and a leisurely walk
Shadowed by a building with a clock
Summer heat melts flavor as we talk
Muggy steam created a vanilla flow…
A stream that ran down to my elbow
Passersby hide thoughts as they gawk
Avoiding contact… traveling the block
8/9/09
melting down her elbow the white stream does glow soggy tissue paper, cant help anymore passerbys also not sure being a dad you cant help smile moment of joy, life in a while
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You have created a nice picture with interesting rhymes that do not distract but add interest and your have successfully concentrated the picture to this one scene in space and time.