Missing Mom

A poem

First we would sit in the car and discuss the possibilities.
Second we would argue about it.
Third we would drive around and mull it over some more.
Forth we would decide to compromise.
Fifth we would go pull up and park again.
Sixth we would go inside and discuss where to sit.
Seventh we would discuss our prime choices.
Eighth we would decide.
Ninth the waitress would come and we'd change our minds.
Tenth we'd sit and talk about our day and/or what we were to do that night.
Eleventh we'd sit and talk about how much we hate George W. Bush.
Twelfth We'd discuss the weather.
Thirteenth we'd talk about dad or my childhood.
Fourteenth we'd discuss what we saw or heard on TV or Radio.
Fifteenth we'd wonder where our food was.
Sixteenth We'd talk about my/her future plans.
Seventeenth we'd talk about what the people we knew were up to.
Eighteenth we'd wonder where our waitress was.
Nineteenth We'd order more tea and soda.
Twentieth the food would come and we'd shut up and eat.