Some are vanilla,
predictably plain
Dependably true
always the same
Some are exotic
quixotic
sherbets with fireworks lives
occasionally glancing
to check others’ eyes
then the specials
like bubblegum treat
beautifully different
sumptuous sweets
Yes, chocolate, strawberry,
and rocky road too
friends of all flavors
some licked and
some chewed
like ice cream
I taste them
each one of a kind
then off on their way
they melt in my mind
Yet over the years
a few friends remain
these flavors I savor
again
and again
Tio stib
2014, 2016, 2018
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Sherbets with fireworks, lovely choice of words!
thank you for the kind thought.
Sweet. I wouldn’t mind being vanilla. Get into less trouble.
Really? Don’t you dream of being exotic, pistachio, caramel crunch, or marshmallow fudge?
I mentioned once in a post that I’m pistachio. Ya love me or ya really don’t! LoL
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