The Ice Cream Run

Mom said "who will put the ice cream away?"
The freezer is two floors up.
"I will", I say.
I run up the stairs clutching the ice cream tub,
On the second set of stairs I stop,
Pry back the lid,
Dip my fingers into the softened ice cream,
Scoop,
Eat,
Lovely,
I put the ice cream in the ginormous freezer.

Next day,
The same.
This time when I peel back the lid,
Dad says
"Gotcha!"
Oh.
Was it my finger marks?
Was I too keen?
Now when they ask,
For a volunteer,
They don't get one.

by Angela (once even she was a kid)