18 March 2009

All in a golden afternoon...

just before dinner,
we two,
sitting outside on the porch stairs and
watching friends bicycle by...

Oliver sits on the grass, and
we talk about golden moments, nostalgia, and family.

And then the ice cream van passed by.
We didn't have any money -- bummer --
but just then our friend ran out of the house, passed us, and toward the ice cream. We said, 'You have money?"
She said, "Yes!"
"For us?"

It was brilliant as we skipped after her, Oliver in tow,
and then we ate ice cream on the porch,
sitting in the sun and
shootin the breeze.

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