Strawberrykiss's blog: "My Poems"

Here Let Us Here let us sit together under the weeping beech Here let us talk about milkglass chilfforobes and elderberry wine. Here let us soothe your ankle swollen with childhood memories. We won't remind you that your mother has been gone for thirty years that the house you want to go home to is no longer there. That your children are grown and gray. That you are the last of your friends. Here let us drink our winter green tea, and talk about this primrose the thin spaghetti you had for lunch, the nurse who brings you Hershey bars. Here let us not dream about the days to come but the days that have past. Here let us. Author Donna Wahlet 67 years old got attention from Oprah Magazine.