"I am hearing poetry when awake,
dreaming poetry when asleep,
breathing poetry with each breath,
I am living in a poem."
Oh, Susie, so sad. Beautifully done, but so sad.Hugs, K
This is lovely. It's on the same sad path as mine.
Thats really good reminds me of my old boss who passed last week. 54 is no age.
laughter weeds... it is a powerful medicine. I went to a funeral once - so full of sadness. Was surprised as we started reminiscing, we laughed and the group of us actually felt better... granted we cried and laughed at the same time, but really - walking away that day - I felt so much better.
Beautifully haunting!Great photo-I agree sad~
So much humanity is crammed into just three lines.
Susie, each line is precious. Neighbourhoods, like families, experience the sadder moments. I wrote a blog post about this earlier this year when a neighbour died, unexpectedly. If you want to stop by, it is posted at https://pm27.wordpress.com/2013/07/29/memory-book-make-one/Thanks for sharing this heartful poem. :)
Laughing through one's tears, yes, that is healing. Beautiful poem.
and that grief is seen on petals:(
And I thank you Ma'am for sharing. I enjoyed very much :)
Stunning haiga ~ The rain as tears ~ Lovely dear ~
Beautifully said, but so sad.♥ aquariannFeatured Photo: Pink Orchids
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