On thirty-first street

Summer fun is

Ice cream truck visits

The bell rings;

The ice cream man

Faithfully delivers gifts of ice-cream

We hustle our $1. 25

Gather our taste buds

like bees collecting honey

Need a penny, a dime—no worries

The friend standing behind you

Shouts– as if sharing is the rite of passage

To be standing in the ice cream line:

“How much you need friend?”

Let the ice cream and friendship party begin