Icecream Trucks

Icecream Trucks

A Poem by BreannaAutumn

really just nonsense, my thoughts.

I grew up to the smell
of fresh-cut wood, bonfires, and paperback books
I grew up on
beer, horses, and motorcycles
I grew up on 
comfy old couches, family ran towns, and sunny front lawns
I chased those icecream trucks
like I chased my dreams when I got older
I raced around the house with my brothers 
like speeding bullets
and we only sat still 
to share a barbequed dinner 
on our family's back porch
I knew honesty and sincerity 
through the people that raised me
and I learned that life's too short 
to be anything but happy

© 2015 BreannaAutumn

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This is very insightful and how we all should look back at our come up ins along the way of life little battles with strife family and the little wife.

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Added on August 7, 2015
Last Updated on August 7, 2015



Rathdrum, ID

Hey everyone. I'm Breanna and I'm 19 years old. I'm a college student. I'm bisexual, so you will find alternating genders in my writing. If you write a review on a piece of mine I will do the same for.. more..