who we are
the things we accept,
those we defend without shame,
reveal who we are.
I still believe in a place called hope
too many insist
that hope and experience
exclude each other.
1938
dad turns 70,
reveling in a lifetime
and its memories.
leo
take time to notice
all the beauty in your life;
live with gratitude.
advocate
I’m for the voiceless,
the anti-establishment
and the dead-end streets.

I was made aware of the above photo (credit: jam343) by Frank Roche, whose talented colleagues at iFractal coupled the text of this haiku with the photo shown above. Click here to see that collaboration.
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