That Happy Sound Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

It was a sound that we all loved to hear,
As the blue ice cream van pulled into our street,
That musical sound filled the air,
And the children appeared from everywhere.
It was the highlight of our warm summer's day,
The ice cream man,
Was a dark haired fella,
Who always looked happy and gay.
I will always remember that sound,
And the ice cream was just,
The best around.
On the pavement we'd sit satisfied,
Enjoying our treat,
As we watched the world go by.
Just another of life's memories,
Those good old days,
Were the best there could be.


Jayne Louise Davies