after we had breakfast at his favorite spot.
The back-ups that lead to the Bucs stadium
went for miles. We forgot about that.
We sang old songs and poked along.
At the mall we parked in the overflow lot,
walked around holding hands and sharing soda.
Saw Santa Claus in his ice palace, heard the squeals
from children, grumbles from adults that it's too soon.
Such a magical time, the times I spend with Bill.
