Stay away, Old Man
Nay, take a lesson from me
I’ll take my chances.
The Old and the Young
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February 4, 2025 at 1:08 am
I love that picture, Anneli. Such a wizened, gnarled tree, a perfect matcher for your poem.
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February 4, 2025 at 5:23 am
There’s nothing better than a laugh in the morning, and your haiku evoke one from me. I just love that implicit dialogue!
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February 4, 2025 at 7:53 pm
I was very happy to read this comment from you, Linda. Thanks.
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February 4, 2025 at 8:29 am
The old man has seen it all, I love it!
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February 4, 2025 at 9:59 am
You don’t have to go to the old tree in search for life’s meaning, the young tree will give you the answer. That is what your lovely poem tells me, Anneli.
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February 4, 2025 at 11:04 am
Words and photo a nice fit!
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February 4, 2025 at 5:36 pm
Thank you, Belinda.
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