looking glass troiku

Haiku, Tournesol dans un jardin, Troiku, Waka 1 Minute 

 I lost my way
     until I found her again,
          when mother died

 I lost my way
    searching all the wrong places
     dazed and confused

 until I found her again
      travelling in another time
     echoes of her laugh 

 when mother died
     gazing in the looking glass
 her smile appeared 

 (c) Tournesol '19/05/14
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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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2 thoughts on “looking glass troiku”

    1. Thanks so much, Celestine, I feel blessed when you visit! Lately even when I laugh I sometimes recognize my mother. Whenever I feel a bit low on self-esteem I can snap out of it faster now since I feel my mother’s spirit with me all the time:)

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