Just Like Yesterday Thirty nearly forty years now although odd thing, time, it seems like yesterday we arrived here from a place where it was always warm and sunlight was fluid as olive oil. We lived in the midst of an old orchard. Lemons grew in the garden. Thin-skinned oranges. Two olive trees. An avocado tree tall as our house. Our flight touched down in December. It started snowing the next day. It didn't stop for six days. We arrived here before avocados arrived, and you bought olive oil from a chemist in a tiny bottle, if you were lucky. Nearly forty years is a long time. Odd thing, time, it seems like yesterday.
Written for Miz Quickly’s Day 13 “Sequel“. This isn’t quite a sequel, more like inspired by a poem called Coconut by Margaret Atwood. PA’s Day 13 prompt is “Luck“. Shared with #APoemADay on Twitter © Misky 2021