memories past

i miss our french pressed nights

and cookie conversations.

i miss the courtyard dances

and kitchen laughs.

i miss showing up early,

stayout out late,

smiling on the old parlor couch.

i miss the park blankets,

walking in the brisk winter air,

dealing out the playing cards.

i even miss the bubble tea.

yes,

i miss it all

my dear friends,

and i miss you.