delicious dream

It even seems a little sad itself, laying there on the ground, rivulets of melting cream spilling down its face like tears, almost visibly giving into oblivion. Mint chocolate chip melts into the pavement and adds a small, slowly spreading spot of brightness to the vast, forbidding, canvas of blacktop. It will bring great joy to the ants, but for the child whose hand I knocked it from, it is only sorrow. He'll never realize the beauty of the moment. He is a philistine and deserves what he gets.