When in Milan, do as the Milanese do… Eat gelati!
With a Nexus 4 – no filter
and this week I also have a pens section, though just for fun….
Summer Holiday in Milan
It was the first thing I did
The milky mass slid
oozing between my fingers.
– on my tongue.
Surely one is okay;
Part of the fun?
To hell with the scales
and my dieting fail.
Heat is enemy, to gelati and man?
Sun worshippers think it means a deep tan.
In the heat and humidity, I’ll always complain.
Yet, searching all winter, “Is it spring?” a refrain.
The north shovel the ‘white stuff’ and wish winter gone,
Whilst my lament is no more gelati, now that I’ve flown home…
Summer, Holidays and Gelati – Something I Ponder About