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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 
Beautiful from start to finish.
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Ah thanks, Chris:)
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There is a soothing peace to the sounds in this. That last stanza especially….so lovely and full of beauty 🙂
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Thank you…it’s not always easy to give that fond memory justice in writing.
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Perfect.
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Thanks so much…our mommy memories are always vivid, aren’t they? 🙂
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Reliving some of those sounds with the grands. I still have the creaky rocker 😉
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It has to be creaky!! that’s the melody:)
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Love the noise in the last stanza. Lovely set of haiku 🙂
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Thanks, I love that last stanza too…fond memories 🙂
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Such tender images… and that beautiful noise is plain wonderful. Lovely! 🙂
I loved the “Ah” from the espresso.
-HA
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Ah yes, the music of espresso last steam…thanks, HA:)
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