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__I see with young eyes, an old mirror. Here, I hope to offer... as I see.

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

__ As we strolled  through the graveyard,  a rabbit kit watched our steps... quietly.

on this stone
our names not yet etched
the kits eyes   

7 comments:

Jennifer Wagner said...

The young kit and the graveyard are juxtaposed nicely in your poem, M.

Jan said...

headstone inscription
from nee to eternity
silence and stillness 💮

Just my thoughts in a Haiku after your beautiful and inspiring words _m. You are the one that got me interested in Haikus!!! It's all your fault :) That's my story and I'm sticking to it~

Crafty Green Poet said...

nice image and thought provoking too

Ashi said...

On this stone, we stand
Remember forever us
At least for ten years
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Well for me and my soulmate, we have no intention of letting the world know where we are, so no stone 😉

Ashi

vegahelp said...

Tellingly, I envision Marty looking at the picture showing "here lies... died September 7, 1885," Great Scott!

Magyar said...

__ I thank you all, your visits and knowing comments are important to me! _m

Sandy said...

caught napping
on the sun warmed stone
a new life