I Scream for Ice Cream --5/4/06

I woke up at 8
p.m.
(aren’t I a bit old for nap time?)
Had I slept all night already?
No,
the ice cream truck sounds
just like my alarm.
(but he’s not like he used to be.)
No longer
the generic ice cream truck tune,
but three
and not quite so monotone.
(No longer
a stereotype ice cream guy either,
but younger
and soft on the face with clear blue eyes.)
I can still hear him from a mile away.
(I’m suck a dork!)

--Sunny

A/N: I totally woke up on the right side of the bed after that. Ice cream is sooo yummy. I love chasing ice cream trucks! Hopefully the feeling will last all the way to the end of prom on Cinco de Mayo.