Pd 3 Violet V

I Remember Poem

I remember the day it rained cupcakesThe way the cupcakes smelled on my head and shouldersAnd how the room smelled like cleaning supplies afterwards I remember the taste of the frostingAs smooth as an untouched pond

The cupcakes' touch was smooth and stickya residue of the Popsicle that dripped on the floor

I remember the tray tilting and fallingHow everything seemed to slow down

Each time I recall this memory, I feel the humor from this eventLaughing as I remember how it happenedEven though this sticky and funny event was three years ago, I believe I still have a velvet touch