Frozen Treats

The ice cream shop I passed today
Was empty – no surprise.
When temperatures are freezing,
Ice cream doesn’t tantalize.

In rural places, ice cream stands
Close up once it gets cold.
They know that in the winter
Not too many cones are sold.

But in the city, reasoning
Like that just doesn’t fly.
Urban logic takes those rules
And kisses them goodbye.

So even if it’s ten degrees
And frost forms on your lip,
You’ll find a place to have a scoop
Of double mocha chip.

We city dwellers like to know
Our cravings can be met.
That’s partly why we live here –
Not in Osh Kosh or Tibet.

Although I passed that ice cream store
And was too cold to splurge,
I like to know it’s waiting there
For when I get the urge.