Ice Cream Man

I was the seller.
My big wheel,
overturned in the driveway,
was the maker.
Holding the pedal I spun the front wheel calling
"Ice cream! Ice cream for sale!"

The others would come,
invisible money in their hands.
Chocolate was a popular choice.

We would play all day long,
Trading off as
The Ice Cream Man,
But being "behind the wheel" was always
more fun for me.

1990