NaPoWriMo Days 25 and 26

transplanted roses
childhood companions from friend
memory lives on

My friend’s mother passed last September. In getting ready to sell her house, she asked if anyone wanted some of the roses. I took six and the rest are going the Oregon City Historic Rose Garden.

drip, drip drop, drip, drop
evening rain shower hits roof
frog sings melody

Melody was the word at Haiku Heights.

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3 Responses to NaPoWriMo Days 25 and 26

  1. andysewina says:

    Yeah, I like the idea of the frog singing the melody!

  2. tigerbrite says:

    My friend had a pool with frogs and a fountain. So your frog haiku brings back memories 🙂

  3. annie says:

    What a lovely way for ones memory to be preserved.

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