Carpe Diem Utabukuro #4 tears falling
It in no way felt like the end was near. As it turned out I had pried his last words from him.
“Pop, I’m going to Vegas, wish me luck”, no response.
“Pops did you hear what I said?”, I asked.
After a while he answered, “Ookay”.
I headed for the airport and was on the way to the terminal gate. Then came the call. My mirror image had passed on.
1
there he laid
I couldn’t look at him in that box
ashes to ashes
2
tears falling
I couldn’t look at him in that box
chose alive image
PR
8/09/15
Inspiration:
Our host writes,
“….Haiku can be soothing in times of sorrow and sadness … so write/compose your haiku straight from your heart…”
on his grave
a vase full of colorful flowers
to honor him
(c) Chèvrefeuille
For further reading on prompt please follow below:
http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.com/2015/07/carpe-diem-utabukuro-4-tears-falling.html?m=1
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