Thursday, October 18, 2012

the icecream


The icecream in her hand
She looks it with delight
The eyes see the colours
She never wants to hide

The eyes plead with hungry look
Her mother buys her a cone of icecream
She holds it with satisfying glow
She licks it with eyes open

The taste pulls her into its world
The taste of the cool icecream
She holds the cone in her fingers
Never wishes the icecream to fall

When her mother takes her picture
The joy in her expression
The icecream in her fingers
The taste pulls her into its world

















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