On hospital time, with Spring’s midwest prairie view, I google “haiku.”
Japanese poem, three lines of five, seven, five, nature inspires.
The lake with its geese, “attached by a stream to Maine”, reminds Mom of home.
We may wonder why, we reach for the sun each day…It’s the way we love.
Goslings in the yard, Mom would enjoy if she could – I see for us both.
Neighbor boy in boots, plops butt-first in the puddle, his Dad and I smile.
The dogs tug the leash – trees bud, flowers bloom, birds sing – we rejoice at life.
—from Living Is for Living: A Caregiver’s Story
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