Wilderness Tanka
snowy wilderness
cold winter sun, soaring trees
a small lone figure
for a time she stood fearless
my protector, my mother
Wilderness Tanka
snowy wilderness
cold winter sun, soaring trees
a small lone figure
for a time she stood fearless
my protector, my mother
You were, indeed, most fortunate.
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Yes, I was. I miss her terribly.
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I can’t begin to imagine what that was like but I’m happy for you that you had such a wonderful parent and sad that there is pain.
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Thank you, Lea.
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Liz, Enjoy those beautiful memories. They are indeed precious.
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I cherish them.
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I have no doubt. You are truly fortunate to have them. 🙂
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So much in these few words! Lovely.
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Thank you, Merril! I appreciate your letting me know you enjoyed it.
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very well written! this was a lovely.
thanks for sharing us.
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Thank you very much, Ritu! I’m so glad you enjoyed it.
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Beautiful. It inspires me to write one about my Mom, who was also amazing and is now in Heaven.
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Thank you, Bonnie. I hope you do write a tanka for your mother. I found that it helps.
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A wonderful Tanka and cute photo of your mom!! I Love it!
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Thank you, Dwight! I’m so pleased you like them. When my mother sent me the photo, I immediately captioned it in my mind as “Kay in an Alien Universe.”
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What a great name!
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Such a beautiful poem! My mother is almost 87 years old and she is spending some time with me. This poem is one that really grips at the heart. Time is so fleeting…we do have our precious memories.
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Thank you, Linda. I’m so glad my poem touched your heart. It’s so good that you’re able to spend time with your mother now.
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