Strawberry Cakes And Unexpired

we'll pass strawberry cakes to all the dolls

with no expiration dates, the cakes I mean

with raspberry tea, the rest will be for you and me.

we'll mind all manners.

the whole summer through on rainy days watching the

blousy trees full out with green on a grey scene window framed

but happy inside playing the least board game or that the bride doll

for the ten thousandth time has thrown her bouquet

she never tires of all her wedding attire.

and the paper flowers hold up.

we will too through other summers come due,

a little less pleasant.

but life is a present my Grandmther seemed to say

open it open it 

don't leave it for another day.

and so we did. let the magic stay

all booked up in the Land of Play.

mary angela douglas 24 january 2021