recollection

April 7, 2015 § 3 Comments

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the day begins

with an unfinished dream

of

my

father

laughing

~

 

 

Image courtesy emmelineh

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§ 3 Responses to recollection

  • That would be a great dream. My father is no longer with us and I love the rare occasion when I dream of him.

    • Rachael Charmley says:

      Thank you, Andrea 🙂 Both my parents passed quite recently, and I find it helpful (ie. comforting), to be able to allude to them through a haiku. For me, it’s probably a near perfect medium that allows me to touch them briefly without wanting to catch and hold them. Perhaps that makes sense?

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