Lolly

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dum-dums

Crack, crunch and a muffled,
“Thank you, Nana, for this treat.
Mmmm. Blue raspberry for me.”
And silently I thank you, kitchen gods,
for the forgotten bag of Dum-Dums
hidden, waiting for an indoor day.

While crystalline frost coats the
windows and the wind howls in
bare branches of the trees,
we’re grateful for small treats
and warm hands and bright blue tongues
amidst the crack and crunch.

 

This poem was written for Miz Quickly’s Day Twenty-Five challenge. I have two granddaughters, one of whom crunches her lollipops while her sister savors hers.

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