They arrived at the cemetery, the fourth of July, for the burial of her mother’s ashes. Such a beautiful sunny day and the evergreens mixed with willows made for an appropriate setting. She brought the roses to represent her sister and her, her two children and her nephew and the three grandchildren…adding one red rose for her mother’s husband. A brief prayer was read and they each sprinkled ashes over the urn, “Love you Mom.”
willows weep
breeze kiss her tears
waving adieu
(c) Tournesol ’15


sad lovely haiku; have a good week
much love…
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thanks, Gillena, and for dropping by…blessings
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Moving. 🙂
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I found that cemetery so beautiful and so apropos to have weeping willows there…it felt comforting.
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Very moving.
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Thanks for reading, Jazzy:)
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Well that was a very well-written and moving haibun.
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Thank you, Hamish. I`m pleased you liked it.
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Strong emotions Cheryl Lynn …. nice haiga
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Merci, Chèvrefeuille, la poèsie est tellement thérapeutique.
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