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?
