She browns them
so thin you can
see through them,
then fills and folds
them over
t u c k s
but the sweet
goodness
in the middle spills
out over the edges
unable to be contained.
I can still see her
busy
in that Tahoe kitchen
wrapping
each one with love,
a delicious
abundant
laughing soul
taken from us
much too soon.
Whimsygizmo's Blog 
Prompted by:
http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/poetry-prompts/2012-april-pad-challenge-day-18
and the memory of my generous, wonderful mama-in-law, who filled us all so lovingly…and loved us all so fully.
Your first so carefree and happy and the second so joyful and loving, my heart filled achingly on the double meaning in ending. So beautifully handled, De!
Aww, yummy. 🙂 What was the filling?
Fresh whip cream. Berry yumminess.
I love berry yumminess. Cream cheese?
Ooooo. That sounds good. I don’t know if she ever did that or not. Sounds delicious.
Sounds like something I’d like to try. Pretty much crepes, huh? 🙂
I think so. With some magic thrown in. 😉
No one can cook without magic.
Aha. That must be my problem. No magic.
(I don’t cook. I occasionally “make food.”)
LOL … That’s funny. 🙂 I used to cook really well. Now I just make food every once in a while.
Delicious & nostalgic; neither subject seems possible to duplicate, only just to reflect on their resepctive finesse…