the warm day
excuses your desire for
ice cream.
all winter
you've restrained yourself
from butter brickle,
or rocky road.
or even a single scoop
on a sugar
cone of mint chip.
but not today.
near seventy degrees
sweating under
a high march sun,
gives you
reason
to buy and savor
an ice cream,
and nibble
like a king on the bottom
of a dripping
cone.
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