Longing for Pat's
To sit on the wooden porch
To hear the plapp ~ plapp
Of the old wooden screen door
Sitting at the table
With mama on one side
Watching all the dogs
And their owners pass us by
To wait for hot coffee
Hers and mine
Just 2 country girls
Admiring and smiling
Reminiscing Mimosa
Just me and Bij
Sitting there content
With croissants and tea
Loving every minute
Of cultural but down home
Sometimes on the porch
Just us two alone
Isabella would come to the table
She brings something else sweet
And we'd leave her a tip
She was only maybe 3
I love the winding roads
I love all the trees
I love passing box car
And Hidden Treasures shopping sprees
All the simple things
In life are the best
Those are the things
That I never ever forget
Alease Dale
Copyright December 8, 2006