Array ( [sid] => 128928 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Ice Cream Man [time] => 2006-12-01 16:11:03 [hometext] => The body grows old and tired; the mind and heart stays young. Each reader will come to their own conclusions for the entirety of this write. Thank you for reading! [bodytext] => Ice cream man, play a song for me
Here, I wallow in my pity,
The one I remember; it will wake me up
While you drive throughout the city.

I’m leaning forward to see out my window
Through a small piece of it, I mean,
Here I am all hunched up in my chair
Trying to visualize your scene.

The sun, it is getting lower
I see sparkles in the trees,
“Please Ice cream man, won’t you play
As the branches move in the breeze?”

Your song, it will get me to focus
On the outside of my world,
And, also help me to remember
Being a wee-tiny little girl.

Here I am, an aged old widow
With a child still stuck inside, deeply,
“Please I ask, as I sob and cry
Ice cream man, play a song for me?”

Oh how I wish I could run outside
Before the sun goes completely down,
And before my heart here sinks to nothing
“Oh ice cream man, please stay in town!”

SL_Wat
December 01, 2006
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Ice Cream Man
Date: Friday, 1st December 2006 @ 04:11:03 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: S_Cardinal
Ice cream man, play a song for me
Here, I wallow in my pity,
The one I remember; it will wake me up
While you drive throughout the city.

I’m leaning forward to see out my window
Through a small piece of it, I mean,
Here I am all hunched up in my chair
Trying to visualize your scene.

The sun, it is getting lower
I see sparkles in the trees,
“Please Ice cream man, won’t you play
As the branches move in the breeze?”

Your song, it will get me to focus
On the outside of my world,
And, also help me to remember
Being a wee-tiny little girl.

Here I am, an aged old widow
With a child still stuck inside, deeply,
“Please I ask, as I sob and cry
Ice cream man, play a song for me?”

Oh how I wish I could run outside
Before the sun goes completely down,
And before my heart here sinks to nothing
“Oh ice cream man, please stay in town!”

SL_Wat
December 01, 2006


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