I remember I got to help work in my grandparents candy store.
the way the fudge smelled so good,
and how the caramel corn was freshly made.
I remember the way the boardwalk crunch taste
like chips in your mouth.
the fudge's touch was melting away.
it was lava in your hand.
I remember the stack of all the jelly bean flavors you can image,
how the customers wanted every single flavor there.
Each time I recall this memory, I think about my grandparents
walking into the back to do more work,
getting ready to start another day of making everything.
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