Waves of Memories
Grey hair blown by the cool evening sea breeze as he sat alone in the dark verandah, riding through a maze of past events on a wooden rocking chair, with his trembling fingers he slowly etched memoirs in thin air.
a letter of love
to his departed dear wife
hope we meet again
Wrote 07/07/2020
1st placement
Line Gauthier sponsored
Memory poetry contest Haibun.
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