His dressing style,
His nature and personality admired,
Those days retired.
Those beautiful days
have passed forever; leaving behind,
memories to cherish.
His fragrance lingered,
But to her, if felt,
Fresh as ever.
His dressing style,
His nature and personality admired,
Those days retired.
Those beautiful days
have passed forever; leaving behind,
memories to cherish.
His fragrance lingered,
But to her, if felt,
Fresh as ever.
nice thought provoking lines
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Thank you so much 🙂
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Beautiful. ❤
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Thanks 🙂
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I like the haiku’s, whenever I do them I always end up with something sadish and foreboding. It’s nice to read a happier aspect of these haikus 🙂
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Thanks 🙂
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This lovely. A memory that doesn’t fade 🙂
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Thanks Judy 🙂
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I enjoyed all three haiku although they seemed a little sad. Well done. 🙂
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Yes, i tried to portray the loss of someone special or our loved ones.
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You did a great job of that.
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