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A little bit about moi:
I am a mom, a nana, a sister, a woman, a friend, a human being…a youth counsellor, Family Life Educator.
I have been working in the helping profession for over 25 years and volunteered in various capacities from youths to seniors.
Tournesol is my nom de plume for haiku and other Japanese form poetry here at Tournesoldansunjardin https://cheryllynnroberts.wordpress.com I hope you enjoy reading through my daily waka.
I also have another blog "Stop the Stigma" where I may stand on my soapbox now and then and hope it will become a place to drop in and share or comment on issues important to you. In that vein this could be a great way to learn from each other.
http://stigmahursteveryone.wordpress.com
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Tournesol dans un Jardin 
This is an interesting and sad finish! Let me add:
first snow flakes fall
upon the waiting empty twigs
dressing them in white
in their naked purity
fragile winter beauty
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merci ma chère! je joue un peu aussi 🙂
winds pick up
temperature plummets
twigs wrapped in diamonds
fragile limbs no longer sway
sparkles all the way
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I, too, loved this one and was inspired by it.
“trembling twigs
awaiting emptiness
their naked fate”
Declare the state for which all
Things ultimately await
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This is beautiful, Greg, thank you…
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Ppowerful in their sadness:-)
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Sad yes but if you look at the tan renga continues in the comments, Georgia added some positive lines:)
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