Dear Mrs. Mateson

You have long since moved on

But it feels as though you still belong

Who among us could argue

With such a persistence

While you swept across your veranda

Serving crisp lemonade and tea


The light always shone through

During your weekend trips away

To places I've never dreamed

But with great radiance you would return

Filled with bright words and a clear mind

Serving us lemonade and a memorable time

posted by ButterflyEffect: 611 days ago