a winter gust
riding the old swing
in the backyard ...
my childhood sweetheart
in and out of my thoughts
A Hundred Gourds, 3:4, September 2014
A Room of My Own: Time Span Tanka
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in blossom rain
my pink-haired daughter laments,
*we'll all die one day...*
I reply, let's hope
the time span makes life unique
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