Speaking
of compassion . . .
she pins up my hair
***
Today is the 8th anniversary of my mother’s passing. All is well. I thought I’d share this haiku, which relates to different memories. When I was a girl, Mom brushed my hair and braided it before school. When she was old, I brushed her long hair for her.
This haiku was published first in Time Of Singing (1996). Last week, it was published on my Haiku Registry Page on The Haiku Foundation website. www.thehaikufoundation.org
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Roberta
/ January 23, 2012What a very nice memory..
Ellen Grace Olinger
/ January 23, 2012Thank you, Roberta, for your kind comment.