Puma Perl 

  

      How I Miss You

In Summertime,

I miss the big, beautiful beach umbrella

you stole from me

In the Fall,

I miss the Sonny and Cher costumes

you never returned

In Wintertime,

I miss my skis, probably still

buried in your car trunk beneath

my sheepskin lined gloves and

the blanket my grandmother crocheted

for me the year I left home

In Spring,

I miss the flowers you never brought me

and the trips we never took

I miss everything we did and did not do

throughout the year

Except for you.