a ice cream poem

cold and sweet it comes in all flavors

strawberry is the one i favor

eat it when its hot melts in your mouth

is so good without a dought

so creamy and light a food of the gods

nothing better to eat before you nod 

so simple so cold

but who can resist to have just one dish

a luxury indeed but i dont care 

i need you so ill spare 

made of love and wont betray

after all its ice cream i say 

for young at heart and anyone in between

its with you i can be seen 

ode to ice cream