Verses by Terri Gilson; Art by Elizabeth Thanklice
For the children, the excitement was short-lived;
They‘d already moved on to their games,
Emancipated from the slippery dough. Glistening.
tangy, cheesy potato, bursting through the seams.
Filling tray after tray,
lined up on the long table.
Rolling, stuffing, pinching, laughing.
A chair moves away,
occasionally, upsetting the order.
But for mere moments.
You are invited to:
WHAT: A Pierogi Party!
WHEN: Friday, Nov. 17th, 2013, 2 to 4 PM
WHERE: 125 Rockcarrock Circle S.W.
RSVP to: (403) 727–2165 or mcarruthers@shaw.ca by Nov. 1st, 2013
Gazing at the invitation, he was transported back,
back in time, to Baba’s little house. Bursting.
Much too small for a family of five.
But then, for a time, only her.
Sunday visits.
Strings of gooey dough, clinging to her palms,
