Holding dad's little finger,
I eyed the colourful covers.
Permission granted to choose,
There! I was DAZED! ! !
The creamy light brown, the dark?
The caramel topped, the milky?
Hey, the one with wafers or the coconut sprinkle?
DOUBT! ! !
The delay earned me an angry glare.
After speedy contemplation,
Settled, my hands, on the rarely chosen,
Exquisite, Swiss chocolate mousse.
Walking back home
IMPATIENCE! ! !
Grabbing the cover,
I tore it open.
The warm chocolate melted, in my mouth,
Tickling the happy sensation.
Occasional Hazelnuts doubled the ecstasy.
The sweet, trickled down tastefully.
But nothing lasts forever - a truth
The empty wrapper, joined others....
Left me thinking....
'When would be the next stroll with dad? '
Raihana Abdul Jabbar
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/chocolate-25/
