What I miss

                                                 

I miss my dad.

I miss cricket.

I miss playing cupball with my brother.

I miss puddles.

I miss kissing.

I miss the county fair.

I miss hearing The Christmas Story from the book of Luke on Christmas Eve,

I miss New Hire Mondays.

I miss cornfields.

I miss hearing the mandolin.

I miss long van trips with no air conditioning.

I miss Georgia backroads.

I miss sticky little hands.

I miss Stockholm.

I miss thunderstorms.

I miss Saturday mornings.

I miss Friday nights.

I miss being a part of.

I miss love.

I miss you.