t'was just a sparkle peeping through the blacks and grey it filled my whole eye .... My daughter's car stands motionless on our drive, she is in hospital with severe stress symptoms. It has been a dark week, yesterday I noticed a sparkle reflecting off of her car through my window. She's been rattling up and down the motorway for the last year everyday to the job she loves and is fighting hard to keep. The car had so many rattles, now fixed by my love, it's washed, polished and resting-up waiting for her return. For more haiku poetry Visit Recuerda mi Corazon
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I feel like that all the time - part of me is in Cornwall. sending love xo
I soooo know the feeling, Sue. We who are attached to the ocean but cannot live by it, suffer a bit. I have been separated from my beloved Pacific for 35 years with only occasional visits to punctuate the separation. Returning home from the ocean is never easy.
Annie
but then we wake to life and leave our dreams, only to lay down at the end of that living and return to dreaming once more.
i love you in my waking and in my dreaming.
xoxoxoxox