Cotton Candy And Ice-Cream Cones Poem by Anashree Nash

Cotton candy and ice-cream cones;
The memories begin to flow,
Happiest moments from my childhood;
Leaves me with a glow.

The music of the ice-cream van;
Got us up on our feet,
Until we held those ice-cream cones,
The sweetest sweetest treat.

Each day an adventure;
The great explorers we were called,
The giggles and the laughter of my friends and I;
Bounced upon the walls.

Those times when every mother,
Took responsibility for us all,
Left in the care of a mothers touch;
To nurse us should we fall.

I cherish those little moments;
Baking cupcakes with my mum;
Picnics set up in our front yard;
Evenings watching tv together was fun.

It was that time in my life;
The time I was care free,
When opinions or thoughts of me never mattered,
I was just happy being me.

Cotton candy and ice-cream cones;
The memories begin to flow,
Happiest moments from my childhood;
Leaves me with a glow.