Through the Mist of Tears
through the mist of tears
a shape… our happiness…
our baby… our love
personified… we named him
Kirk… our blood… our love he shares
there’s space in my heart
for this tired world… i shout
inviting nature
to take time out… respite
recuperate in silence...~~~~~~~~~~~
Entered in tanka ONE OR TWO, sponsored by Rick Parise.
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