The Porch in Ten

I did not fail to notice
that you carried a platter
down your steps
to the porch for us.

Two flights
and one landing,
it was not without
thought, thoughtless.

An eclectic array--
yellow cups with flowers
and the little pitcher
that held the cream.

The summer days,
you and your coffee press,
you and me
on the porch in ten.

I did not fail to notice.

Mary:

A fond memory nicely captured.

Joe

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Thanks, Joe.

Mary

Another good one, Mary, I enjoyed the read. Keep writing.

Les

this is romantic. I like it~

Thanks, Les. I'm hoping to.

Glad you liked, Sherry. Thanks.

Mary

Mary,
I liked the touches of irony and distance in this that keep it from being sentimental fluff. Good work.

Peter

Thank you, Peter.

Mary

I really enjoyed the read (and I completely agree with Peter's comment).

Thanks, Flood.

very sweet in sentiment, and flirtateous, almost like the batting of eyelashes.

Marflow

Thanks for the feedback, Marflow. I had to smile at your comments. When heading into the "golden" years, the notion of romance is enough to serendipitously bring on the batting of one's eyelashes!

Mary