Sweets<\/p>\n
I was a rambler as a child in the summer,
\noutside dawn to dusk with a sandwich and a book,
\nmaybe a friend or two, a thistledown seed on the wind.<\/p>\n
If nothing sweet was in the house, no candy or cookies around,
\nI would take from the cupboard a packet or two of winter’s
\nleftover cocoa mix on my meandering travels.<\/p>\n
When the need for sweets would hit, I’d tear off a corner,
\nlick a finger, and coat it in sweet brown crystals
\nuntil the packet was empty, bonus points if it had mini marshmallows.<\/p>\n
If even old cocoa wasn’t available, a friend and I would raid our homes
\nand pool loose change to buy nickel candy at the local IGA,
\nan ice cream or two if we were particularly lucky.<\/p>\n
Looking at my grandson’s cocoa in the kitchen pantry, I realize
\nwhat an idyllic childhood my parents gave me, what trust they bestowed,
\nmerely by allowing me the freedom to be alone.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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