flower-laden grave
the goodbye
I never said
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5 comments:
Thats the place we often hold the good-bye...else in life good-bye comes easily, ofcourse with exceptions,
Good haiku, Nora
wishes,
devika
Condolence on your loss. Vic G
a gentle breeze
nudges the last golden leaf
grandma’s death
touching one nora
john
Wishing you a sense of ease.
I value your kind and generous words. Many thanks to each of you, my friends.
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