tombstone
Carpe Diem's Tan Renga Wednesday #11 family tombstone Five years ago this very morning my mother died. I had spent the night with her at the new nursing home we had just moved her to the previous day. She was not happy. Due to loss of eyesight in one eye, falling and breaking a wrist in less than 5 weeks she developed delirium. She was still enough of herself that as we were getting her ready for bed she made one statement. "I am gonna get up and walk right out of this place by morning." Around 7 AM I left to get a cup of coffee and stretch my legs. When I returned her life force was gone. adding father’s name to the family tombstone with room for my own © Nicholas Virgilio saints gather to greet arrivals she ran to Dad's arms © petra domina
Hari OM
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Very positive and inviting! Namaste, Janice xx
DeleteYes, your words create this special blues tones, but also reminds about memories in the silence...
ReplyDeleteMemories of the good times.
DeleteOh the coolness of the cobblestone and the echo, and the loneliness.
ReplyDeleteThe photo reminds me of the little town of Eze and two of the courtyards we visited in Lyon. Wonderful memories from our trip this past summer.
DeleteNice experimental haiku Janice
ReplyDeleteHaving fun with the experimental approach.
DeleteThree words telling quite a story...
ReplyDeleteKinda fun to see how much can be packed into just 3 words.
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