Ma * don’t tell me she died tell me she lived to the max grabbed life by three hands Share this:PinterestTwitterFacebookE-mailSkypePrintLinkedInRedditTumblrMarSocialTelegramWhatsAppPocketVind ik leuk:Vind-ik-leuk Laden...
I love this… and a big AMEN! Death should be a celebration of life!! Dwight LikeGeliked door 1 persoon
My Grandma was the same and I would say the same of her to anyone! Great haiku! LikeGeliked door 1 persoon
This is strong Peter. Love the sentiment, and love the visual play here. Three hands for sure. LikeGeliked door 1 persoon
Your mom’s eyes are very much alive here and that look on her face tells that she wasn’t done with life. Very clever the three hands. LikeGeliked door 1 persoon
In de tegenstelling past het perfect Peter. dank je wel voor het bijdragen. LikeGeliked door 1 persoon
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I love this… and a big AMEN! Death should be a celebration of life!!
Dwight
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I love the picture that goes so well with your poem!
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Fine Jisei, Peter. Salute!
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My Grandma was the same and I would say the same of her to anyone! Great haiku!
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This is strong Peter. Love the sentiment, and love the visual play here. Three hands for sure.
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Your mom’s eyes are very much alive here and that look on her face tells that she wasn’t done with life. Very clever the three hands.
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Great job and a fitting picture to go with it.
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Excellent… let us celebrate life and not her death.
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I noticed those three hands. What a nice way to grab life.
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In de tegenstelling past het perfect Peter. dank je wel voor het bijdragen.
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