Haiku #3
Chasing paper planes...
They have always said that death comes in threes,
But when God took him, he took the rest of me...
I'm not brave like you
to open a chest of drawers...
Fall,
Where did your colors go...
The ones we used to talk to
the ones we used to love...
When you were a child and you played with your...
Do you remember dreaming of holding your child...
(Song)
So many words to choose...
You left me that morning and
so much was left unsaid. Who...
Death is where I live,
my spirit guides me...
The heartbeat is the most beautiful
sound in the world, to hear the sound...
Mummy, mummy.
What is happening to me...
Not even this soft white tissue
can soak up these heavy tears...