A Lick of Strawberry Ice Cream
Going back to that little ice cream parlor we visited in town...
By Jillian SpiridonPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
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you choose vanilla, so sweet and so cute,
while I linger over the ice-cold case
and hum among choices of sugar fruit
while people crowd in like it's a brisk race.
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your pink tongue peeks out, a quick and clean swipe,
as I debate: peach pie or lemon ice?
but then you say the strawberries are ripe
and are in season to please and suffice.
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all offerings are fresh, creamy, homemade—
but I still take my sweet time to decide
since I guess I don't want to be dismayed
by these moments we have by the seaside.
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but I point at the strawberries and cream
and know it will soon taste just like a dream.
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Jillian Spiridon
just another writer with too many cats
twitter: @jillianspiridon
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