Second Gelato

Hazelnut, again, but this time
Coconut was shelved
And chocolate the new flavor
Into which I gladly delved.

Como was the town, right on
The very famous lake,
A place I'd always hoped to see
On trips I'd planned to take.

My father served in WWII
And this is where he fought,
At least that is the info
'Bout the war which I was taught.

He didn't like to talk of it
And certainly, I'm sure,
He never got to see the lake -
The tourists' biggest lure.

But now I'm in Bellagio,
A boat ride 'neath my belt,
Imagining my dad so young
And wond'ring what he felt.

I wish he'd had at least a chance
To taste my favorite treat;
I'm making up for what he missed
With every cone I eat.