Moon Pie Taste Like Mardi Gras

Sitting accross from friends
At a bistro on Dauphin Street
Someone said,
"The parade's here"

I started out
And hesitated at the rain--
Not enough to stop the parade,
But enough to dampen my excitement.

I eased out under awnings, along store fronts
And was stopped--
At the curb
By the sight of the first float I had seen in twenty years.

I forgot about the drizzle--
I just wanted to catch something--
Beads, doubloons and
Foil covered cakes--
Moon Pies!

Ummm-
Moon Pie taste like Mardi Gras!


WPCannon
March, 1994