Jelly Marshmallows
The jelly man
pushed an open cart
with a cauldron of hot jelly—
he showed up after school let out
and for a nickel he’d dip a marshmallow,
with a bit more money you could buy it with a fig
I loved watching him dip the stick in the hot jelly,
swirl the stick until the jelly stopped dripping
The jelly man pushed his cart up and down
my neighborhood streets stopping to warm
his chafed hands and announcing his wares
Close my eyes and I see him tending the fire
and even now I can taste the jelly
April Poem a Day
Prompt: Use a food in the title
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