The Ice Cream Man
Sitting on a shady lane alongside a canal
In a little Egyptian village under eucalyptus trees
With only the rustling leaves stirring in the breeze
I hear the happy music of the ice cream man arriving
The idyllic little moment freezes in a flash
And melts like the memory of a delicious past
Like dripping strawberry ice cream landing on bare feet
Mingling with laughter and dusty childhood dreams
I hear his happy tune from half a world away
Returning like an echo of distant summer days
Sitting on a shady lane alongside a canal
In a little Egyptian village under eucalyptus trees
Sharing strawberry ice cream
With my childhood dreams
© 2014 by Aisha Abdelhamid
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