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Thursday, October 3, 2013

Laughter Weeds Tears

13 comments :

Kay L. Davies said...

Oh, Susie, so sad. Beautifully done, but so sad.
Hugs, K

Grandmother (Mary) said...

This is lovely. It's on the same sad path as mine.

Bill Nicholls said...

Thats really good reminds me of my old boss who passed last week. 54 is no age.

Margaret said...

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.

Ella said...

Beautifully haunting!
Great photo-I agree sad~

Kerry O'Connor said...

So much humanity is crammed into just three lines.

Patricia A. McGoldrick said...

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. :)

georgeplace2013 said...

Laughing through one's tears, yes, that is healing. Beautiful poem.

Vandana Sharma said...

and that grief is seen on petals:(

Rachelle Smith Stokes said...

And I thank you Ma'am for sharing. I enjoyed very much :)

Heaven said...

Stunning haiga ~ The rain as tears ~ Lovely dear ~

Lisa A. Williams said...

Beautiful Susie!

Kristin Aquariann said...

Beautifully said, but so sad.

♥ aquariann
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