Blue dragonfly sees
My mother's spirit sail by
Homeward bound, at rest
White spider come back!
I promise no dumb attempts
to crush you next time.
Something in the night
Flutters against the window
Escapes, homeward bound.
I thought a haiku
So fine it flowed sweet as wine
To escape my mind
Rapid fire health tale
Of Gail Kunesh in few words:
Lungs?? Brain? Will! Spirit!!
