Ice cream,
Mount Everest of mine
When I was in nine.
Ice cream,
Only rainbow of mine
Its marvellous colours draw me line.
Ice cream,
Only gift of mine
Who gift is my friend & fine.
Ice cream,
Only friend of mine
Any contract for it I would sign.
Ice cream,
Only dream of mine
In night, move in dream vine.
Ice cream
Oh no! l am fifty nine
Blood sugar is high, how to dine?
A humerous and lovely poem on icecream.Yes, it is a craze for all, from child to .But age stands as a bar between you and icecream.This poem certainly fit to go to Bri Edwards' Showcase poems.
Please read 'from children to adults' in stead of 'from child to.' in the first line of the comment.(Poem Hunter has no provision for editing a comment)
A playful piece but life wisely told through his most favourite Ice Cream.How brilliant! Top Marks from me for this gem. TFS
Ice cream plays a nice role from childhood.Last stanza give a realistic touch.Nice..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It shows the passion of the poet for ice-cream and then it becomes a anti-climax in the growing years. A longing nicely described- Ice cream.... Only friend of mine.