Things I Miss

Stumbled upon an unposted manuscript from Jan 7^th 2011 in an old hard drive:

Things I Miss

I miss June mangoes –

Yellow, luscious, inebriatingly aromatic.

I miss dripping green rains –

Punctuating march with rainbows of flowers.

I miss a pair of blue eyes –

Sinkable, poignant, blue-gray eyes.

I miss a hoarse mid-pubertal voice –

On a beautiful, red-lipped, truthful teenager.

(Remember how we laughed –

While our joke was still new…

“I ask you, 

why are my glasses askew?”)

Jan 7^th 2011.