We settled down in our places
Marked out by little cardboard pieces
To keep us at a safe distance
So we would pass the beans
And not throw punches

The food was warm with memories
Though some of them burned
We remembered all our smiles
And some of them returned
Cobwebbed and shy

We retired to our own cars
And muffled all errant thoughts
In farewells and hugs
Promised to forget the past
But it was agreed we wouldn't