As the coconuts roll around in the cart
Their shells clunking together took me back to younger days
The smell of coconut boiling with brown sugar and ginger is everywhere
For the whole day it seems
In the end, a crunchy treat from childhood
Pat R
12/05/17
A Quadrille is the challenge over at dVerse Poets Pub today, with the use of the word ‘Crunch’.
thoughts and entanglements 
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