My Hot Fudge Winter Ice Dream

By Kae Covington

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    Sugar stars sprinkle the licorice sky.

    A silver banana-moon glows.

    Brown pretzel bushes and cinnamon stick trees

    Shiver and sparkle below

    In the miles and miles

    Of the piles and piles

    Of crushed white peppermint snow.

    If you had a cherry—a hundred or so—

    For this mountain of marshmallow creme

    Dripping with chocolate shadows that roll

    To the banks of a butterscotch stream,

    And some boulderish walnuts,

    Then we could devour

    My hot fudge winter ice dream.

    Illustrated by Shauna Mooney Kawasaki