Rose Shaped Ice-Cream

Short Story


Violette POV


Sitting on a terrace, 

after a soft walk with friends, 

we ordered ice cream. 

I chose the rose-shaped one — 

because it made my heart smile. 

Three colors: 

white, pink, yellow — 

mango, strawberry, coconut — 

summer in a swirl. 

One bite, 

and I was on an island — 

blue water, 

wind in my hair, 

sun high, 

giving me a high five. 

As I listened — half — to laughter, 

my mind drifted: 

to my couch, 

a blanket, 

a fan, 

my favorite book. 

Because I love the simple things:

a Kinder chocolate melting in warm milk, 

the sun’s last peek through the window. 

Life isn’t about the big moments. 

It’s about the small ones we make each day. 

They are light as a butterfly — 

And give you wings. 

They warm your stomach. 

They set your spirit free. 

Such are the simple things in life.

 


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