Juicy Juice and Video Game Watches

Early mornings.
5.
We breezed in through and lined up together.
Always looking for the middle of the day.
We danced under trees and watched the cartoon birds lay eggs in nests.
All was loyal in the square.
And the bench where we sat.
Maybe something was to be said of the memory that is left.
The one of the kitchen and milk bottles.
Towards the end we discovered Santa when we noticed the paper peeling.
It would’ve broken your heart.
But Z led it all. She was like nanny.
God, I hope she is well.
All is well.