In my writing group sometimes the prompt is an image. I choose a black-and-white photo taken with an iPhone 6s of a very sweet freckle-faced young girl. This is what I wrote...
I remember pastel-pretty smocked dresses of lavender and blue
and black patent leather Mary Janes, sitting at a child-sized table
decorated with pink flowers and green stems and
lovely, lovely, triangle-shaped crustless cucumber sandwiches with their cool crunch and tiny luscious chocolate petis fours and ornate silver spoons and large folded cloth napkins gracing our laps...
I wish, wish, wish that little girl at that table
at that tea party
with all those beautiful things
had been me.