Zama Ree Do:
the air was so thick with memories: we had to cut the space with a knife
Zama Ree Do:
the evening wore us down with all the smiles; the bonfire warm
Zama Ree Do:
we played like children... and were younger because of it
Zama Ree Do:
the pleasure of the company was so thick we had to wipe the joy from our eyes...
Zama Ree Do:
Men stood together and shook the stories from the photos
Zama Ree Do:
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Zama Ree Do:
the laughter flowed like water...
Zama Ree Do:
the poetry of promise lingered in their laughter
Zama Ree Do:
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Zama Ree Do:
our voices began to take on new shapes and the room was electric
Zama Ree Do:
wishes and wisdom flew through the room like the years had flown
Zama Ree Do:
messages were hidden in everything we touched and some were close to tears
Zama Ree Do:
@to be written
Zama Ree Do:
@to be repeated
Zama Ree Do:
Mom's new hat
Zama Ree Do:
the hugs and photos worked their magic and fell on our shoulders with sublime sprinklings
Zama Ree Do:
@to be written
Zama Ree Do:
feeling like a choir on the same tune
Zama Ree Do:
there was time for all things; rest, rallying, rumination
Zama Ree Do:
we held tight to our strengths and shared everything we could give; sweeter music played than ever before
Zama Ree Do:
the poetry of reunion stirred in our senses; the tune of remembering hummed in the air
Zama Ree Do:
we have always had each other but it took 35 years for us to acknowledge that we couldn't live without expressing it
Zama Ree Do:
songsheets, letters & albums, kept safe from trash bins & rummage sales, were generously shared
Zama Ree Do:
clearly, relationships we had begun 35 years ago were not finished, and we had to go on
Zama Ree Do:
@to be written
Zama Ree Do:
stay
Zama Ree Do:
Our hostess, Debra Leigh
Zama Ree Do:
we sat in a circle around our gentle bonfire and sang with clouded memories
Zama Ree Do:
Everyone said, "It is just like a slice of Heaven here!"
Zama Ree Do:
Saints and Angels were there
