A SUMMER DAY
Celebrated summer at Burgermaster—stall twenty-four.
Stomach rumbling and growling—a feed me lion’s roar.
Memories of a car full of girls danced across the menu,
hanging out at “The Burg”—eyeing boys before curfew.
Turned on headlights, a carhop came to take my order.
Wanted a hotdog—long ago days costing only a quarter.
All set for a hotdog—imagining flavors at a county fair,
add grilled onion, jalapenos—to eat in my wheeled lair.
The carhop left, a yappy small dog bark, barked, barking,
had he heard the hotdog word—that would be shocking.
Watching the little dog bark at only carhops walking by,
I laughed at his request for treats—he was a hungry guy.
Hotdog came, taste buds happy—cold shake, froze brain,
on one summer dog day afternoon, I felt eighteen again.
April Ryan author of her book April Blossoms has written numerous stories and poems including some prize winners and many for Northwest Prime Time.
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