- Vol. 02
- Chapter 08
Striped candy sticks, red and yellow lollies, Little prams in gardens, in supermarket trolleys; Carrying little ones To carnivals, sweet meats and fun Back when memory had just begun. Wonderlands of colors and flavors, And all that youth devours; Soda floats and sweet lime, In the Spring of their time. For soon the sun will go high overhead And the first leaf will begin to turn pale But – Before all that there’s time still some time For one last lick, and one last suckle Of those wonder years before nighttime.