Her last breath was like
the sound of a leaf falling
he touched a damp curl
In tribute to a friend who recently lost the love of his life.
Chaiku © Mother Wintermoon 2016
Chaiku: Last Breath
Her last breath was like
the sound of a leaf falling
he touched a damp curl
In tribute to a friend who recently lost the love of his life.
Chaiku © Mother Wintermoon 2016
WordPress decided that I should unfollow you without me having a say in the matter. It really bugs me how often that happens, I often find myself thinking: “where is so and so? I haven’t seen any of their posts for ages.” Then I have to hunt down their blog (not always easy) and I realise I’m not following them anymore even though I never did unfollow. Grrr. This is the worst issue I have with WordPress. Anyway, sorry for ranting 😜
I hope you’re well, I’m pleased I can once again see your beautiful words x
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Marvelous!
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A beautiful write!
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Thank you Grace! xo, MW
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oh dear. this is soothing yet it hits the heart hard!!!
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Thanks for reading and commenting Rosema! xo, MW
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it’s always my pleasure dear!
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PS I wanted to tell you I know Sue dreamwalker. Also, I teach about the haiku to my seventh grade history students during my Japan unit.
Janice
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Hi mother winter moon,
You liked a comment I made on Aussie Ian’s blog, and I wanted to come by and say thank you and introduce myself. If you could use a blogging tip or two, check out my site. That’s what I write about. Nice to meet you.
Janice
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Hi, nice to meet you. 😊
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Beautiful MW.
Life’s final moments were described very much like the ones I have witnessed ❤
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Thanks Sue. (((Hug)))
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Life’s Final Moment
The Beginning Of The New
Loves Tender Farewell
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Thank you for the beautiful response! Blessings, MW
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