In a little community, where laughter fills the air
Children gather 'round, a sight so fair
With eager eyes, they watch the paved road
Anticipation in their hearts, they eagerly await.
They know the regular time, never slowed or delayed
From mommy, daddy, aunty, or grandpa's hand
They gather coins to join the delightful band
In the meantime some chatter, some hum a song.
Disappointment lingers if the chance is missed
If by rare chance, one was late gathering funds
Or doing the chores of no fun
But hope ignites anew - he might pass my way again.
Steadfast they wait, listening for the bike's melody
His arrival brings joy, and their happiness unfurls
"Vanilla, strawberry, chocolate swirls!" they shout
On a warm, sunny day, a bright blue sky.
With glee, they hold their cool treats, a taste so sweet
In this simple scene, happiness serene
They cherish these moments, the ice cream man's call
Bringing joy to these children’s lives.
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Sheneika Stewart
My book Strive, Your life is a Masterpiece is now available on Amazon. With a profound love for culture and a pen that dances across the page, I am a passionate writer dedicated to unraveling the tapestry of our diverse world.
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