Lunch with a friend.
Taco Bell, her choice.
It’s never really about the place anyway,
Not when the friend is new.
Or not new.
Beautiful day,
Impromptu picnic
Green grass and shade-lending tree outweigh
Eavesdropping incomprehensible drive-through orders,
Inhaling exhaust.
Adorned with a two-year-old’s charms–
A gift of a rock,
Necessary public restroom usage because it was there,
The curb a perfect balance beam,
My lap, the best seat in the house.
Discovering common ground.
It’s always there
If you look for it.

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