An Ice Cream Sundae Made For Two

In the Lakes,
On weekend breaks,
An old couple usually sit on the docks,
Not much need for sun blocks.

Every single year,
They hold it dear,
That trip to Windermere,
It keeps their mind clear.

The ice cream van,
The owner, a man,
Knows them well,
So he heard the death knell,
Of the bell,
It left an empty shell.

An old man,
Alone and weeping,
May as well be sleeping,
As he eats an ice cream sundae made for two.

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