Childhood memory of chasing the ice cream truck. |
The Ice Cream Truck..................by T. Erdelyi What ever happened to the Ice Cream Truck? Where you could buy an ice cream for under a buck. The music would play and the bell would ring, As the kids in the neighborhood began to sing... "I scream, you scream, we all scream for Ice Cream." What ever happened to the little white truck? Where the pictures of ice cream, to the window were stuck. We'd run up to Dad and ask for a dollar, Then after the truck we would run and we'd holler... "I scream, you scream, we all scream for Ice Cream." That frozen delight twisted inside the cone, Never made it too far and rarely to home. It was gripped in our hands and dripped on our feet, As we continued our games we would yell in the street... "I scream, you scream, we all scream for Ice Cream." What ever happened to the childhood I knew? Where were the fun things we all used to do? No longer a kid, I still wish I'd hear, Those words from my youth, I'll always hold dear... "I scream, you scream, we all scream for Ice Cream." No longer that child, I get to relive, Those feelings of joy that frozen treat would give, Through my daughter I get to be young one more time, As she screams out the words from that familiar old rhyme... "I scream, you scream, we all scream for Ice Cream!" |