Sunday, November 21, 2021

Dear Grandpa

The sparrows are quiet now and there is this emptiness in the air. A Lion has gone, a true warrior, a man of dignity, a legend, my grandfather...rest in peace dear grandpa  🙏


the petals of
bougainvillea
scattered here and there
it all seems dark now
even on a full moon

 

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Published in The Hoolet’s Nook, May 2026, issue 4

    wind chimes  I'm just a name  in the breeze  spring meadows  a sheep circles back  to the same spot      Thanks to the editor, G...