Creative Writing and unfinished business…
January 6, 2017 § 4 Comments
the primrose dad planted in my yard
becomes less purple
Tagged: creative writing, haiku, poetry
Beautiful flower and words. Happy New Year Rachael 🌷
Thanks, Karen and may you have a joyful New Year 🙂
There’s a real sense of loss in this one Rachael, the fading of a presence, a memory – but perhaps I’m just reading into it the years that my dad has been gone.
Then I’ve done my job, Andrea. Each year a few more of his plants die…
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