Rosaly DeMaios Roffman: A Measure

When there had to be a gift

through rubble to tell the children

not to continue on that killer path

and there was a little kindness

it was a little chocolate

And that kiss that might last for now

but is not quite in the blessed ether

and not quite forever as it shines through

the silver and a twisted wrap

that could be a little chocolate

My mother kept the powder

in a Dutch girl box for cold nights

in the Bronx and she would cook

up the Droste’s and stir in whole milk

while we waited for a little chocolate

Now, when I see the folks lined up

for Heavenly Hash or Chocolate Madness

I wonder about the great King Montezuma

whose people brewed for him and celebrated

the magic that comes from a little chocolate

Copyright 2018 Rosaly DeMaios Roffman

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