Write a four line poem about: misty memory lane.
Had a fun, busy couple of hours this afternoon with 6 adults and 5 kids over to hang out in my parents backyard. It was nice catching up with high school friends I hadn't seen in a while, and I'm hoping to see most of them, and a few others, tomorrow afternoon for the family picnic at the beach.
Fingers crossed the weather chooses to cooperate with us.
I see the pictures and know
I should know all of these faces,
But names have become lost
In the misty in-between places...