At ten he
enters the Gelato store.
As always he
asks for a taste.
Today he
samples the Disaronno and the Scraetella,
But once
again smiles at the Hazelnut.
Thea waits
for the head-nod before scooping.
There
remains a possibility he will switch.
There is
also a chance of snow in July.
Not very
likely!
His shirt,
heavy wool and long,
Suggests
time spent in the Berkshires,
Where it may
have offered the comfort
Of past
winters before a cosy fireplace.
Sitting on
his regular stool facing the window
Where he
seems to gain reassurance
From the
street scene,
Which
remains unchanged from yesterday’s.
Eating his
cup of Hazelnut gelato very slowly,
Gaining
confidence from his choice of flavor.
There is the
suggestion of a smile playing about his mouth.
All’s well,
and the day may proceed.
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