to pour anymore a sticky residue coats unyielding jug walls it's spent body tossed on top of the kitchen trash a sweet token memory of your last trip up north mapley contents spilled over so many waffle nooks and crannies like so many tears on your last days here
Our last family waffle night this past Monday used up the last of the syrup Gary ( my fiancé's late father rip July 2015)had brought back from Vermont this past April with my step kids and his wife .We finished it, and as it lay there on top of the open kitchen trash I realized sadly that how short of a time it has actually been since they brought that back for us .Wasn't he just here with us all?