We ate the dinner I prepared.
Strong coffee followed.
Relaxing in the living room.
Talking about this and that and other things.
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The exciting reunion of long lost friends, rambling the corridors of memory, discussing things intimately known to both, occasionally meandering into places and people familiar and dear for both! Even the cake they ate had a flavour of yester years! I can easily connect with this great write! Thanks for the nice comment! !
i don't think there's yet a flavor of ice cream that is bitter-sweet, or is there?
Just read the above poem, coudn't comment earlier - now I can. i loved it a lot - much like my experience, but with my wife, and so we can move from yesterday to today and the flavour of the ice cream would be hot whatever it is Mark
'I wonder what flavour of ice cream would be most appropriate with a cake that was filled with yesterday? ' What a brilliant way of ending your poem! ! Sounds like the last meal Wishing you a lovely evening
'With a cake that was filled with yesterday' Rachel Ann Butler
I like Rocky road. You can make dinner for me whenever you want. You are so insightful and clever.
A wonderful reunion. Lets have icecream that contains a few nuts.
excellent poem Chris. Taking a trip down memory lane.