Ice Cream Cone

Chocolate chip is a top ten flavor,

So I took a bite.

Then Marvin & I passed the cone

Between us, until it was gone.

We have been walking, sitting, talking

For forty five years.

Maybe its the same conversation,

With different nouns.

Two senior citizens on a sidewalk bench discussing

Elections, wars and assorted concerns.

Conversation ignored the chocolate chip

In favor of world affairs and diminishing expectations.

I'm thinking that, unlike passing an apple

Or Doobie, we don't include cones,

Beyond family or lovers, in the circle

That approves ice cream sharing.

There is something exquisite,

A Norman Rockwell drawing

That sets a scene, both wholesome and beatific,

When two friends take turns eating an ice cream cone.

I don't know what the cone cost.

It looked to be a one scoop affair,

So I suppose it cost about 3 bucks,

Marvin paid.