Creative Writing and unfinished business…
July 20, 2015 § 7 Comments
my dead mother’s smile
in the london crowds –
her favourite rose
Tagged: apparition, beloved father, creative writing, haiku, memories, poetry, roses
Lovely, tender, poignant….lodging a lump of recognition in my throat. Xxo
Thanks, Chloe. Not quite sure where this haiku came from. I wrote it when I woke up first thing this morning. Maybe a dream memory… xxx
I like it.
That’s good. Thank you 🙂
Lovely, wistful, Rachael.
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