It's a long time ago that have posted a haiku for Haiku My Heart, but I have to share this haiku somewhere ....
close to my heart
memories of my joyful youth
on a sacred place
on a sacred place
hands before my face
tears on her grave
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| Credits: Fresias |
tears on her grave -
the sweet perfume of fresias
her beloved flower
her beloved flower
every anniversary of her death
a fresh bouquet
Isn't it a sweet, sweet scented flower? I can smell her perfume. Triggers memories of my grandmother.
Namaste
PS.: If you like writing haiku maybe Carpe Diem's Daily Haiku Meme is something for you.
