Been thinking about the whole cancer is a gift thing…….
Cancer, it does suck.
If a gift, please take it back.
You can’t! See, told you!
Birthday haiku for my little sister, Eileen.
Happy Birthday, Sis,
Health and happiness,time to
paint! Big hug, love you!
My sister Eileen
Former little princess, now
A creative force!
6 a m, early
Outside is dark and cold, sound
Building. World waking.
Insomnia comes
Eyes opened wide, restless still
Fractured sleep again
Unsettled – my dreams
Pieces of life, fractured and
Blended, leaving odd
Feelings, as i struggle to
Remember and then forget.
Organization
Is lacking in me. My house
Is a great big mess.
I will never change, so fine.
Not a big priority.
White, white, all is white
The sky above, all the earth
So bright it is dark.
Painful, creaky joints.
Winter cold, moving is hard
Rest, get up again.
Red hearts, chocolate
Roses, romance. But not so
When you are alone.
Train along the track,
Swaying to and fro, carries
Me to lunch with friends.
Even the mundane
Is worth recording, when you
Compose a haiku.
Cold, cold, and clear, sun
Shines above over icy
White snow, I slip, crunch.
Playing catch up, I
Went out to dinner for my
Birthday, oops! Forgot.
Time Flies Like an Arrow 