being



being


days when we were green
summed up our wildest dreams:
just wanting to be

  • EllenS

    but lately I've been
    grey as a cloud, no thunder,
    just life without hue

  • http://nonbreakingspace.com/ howard

    sorry to hear that, Ellen (if your haiku is autobiographical). my past couple weeks haven't been that sunny either.

    i was prompted to scribble this one after attending my aunt's funeral last week. seeing all my cousins and so many other people i hadn't seen in years (decades, in some cases) reminded me of a time long past. i just remember the anxiety i had to be older, and now, it seems like i should have relished my youth a bit more ;)

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