My missing pleasures..

Raindrops on my skin, a memory so fine Missing the cool touch, the rhythmic rhyme Ice cream's creamy taste, a sweetness so true Longing for a cone, but it's not meant for you Cool drinks on a summer's day, a refreshing delight But for me, it's a rare pleasure, a fleeting sight Swimming in the ocean's waves, or the pool's calm blue A joy I can only recall, a memory or two Walking out in the morning dew, feeling alive and free But now, I'm limited, my steps restricted, you see My heart still yearns for these simple pleasures so dear Though my body may not cooperate, my spirit holds them near