Peach Ice Cream

Peach Ice Cream
by Makani D. Webb & Rita J. Webb

I am the sun sleeping behind the storm clouds.

I am the clouds blanketing the sun, kissing the sun while it sleeps.

I am the rain splattering the ground, the plants, the houses. I pitter patter against your windows with my sleepy voice.

I am the tree who ate the rain so I can grow.

I am the flower next to the tree, waving in the wind. "Wake up, sun," my leaves call.

I am the peach growing fat on the tree that ate the rain.

I am the girl who picks the peach on the tree that ate the rain.

I am the mother who freezes the peach and makes the ice cream.

We are the family who eats the ice cream made from peaches.

Who are you?

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  1. I am the stone you break your teeth on :)

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