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Monday, 24 August 2015

Brush

As the mother brushed
Her son's bushy and thick hair
She looked in the mirror

She looked in the mirror
And saw what time did to her
As she grew older.

Written for Haiku Horizons: "brush"

18 comments:

blogitorloseit.com said...

Oh yes --- been there. Nicely captured.

Sun Bloom said...

Thank you.

Reading Pleasure said...

Such is life. Nicely done.

rhymeswithbug said...

I like that you leave what the mother saw open to interpretation. aging can be beautiful

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

Ah, yes, time. Time is often brutal with us, is it not?

Brushstrokes in Blue and Red

Sun Bloom said...

@Reading Pleasure. Yes. Thank you.

Sun Bloom said...

@rhymeswithbug. Absolutely. Thanks for understanding my haiku. That's what I exactly intended.

Sun Bloom said...

@Magical Mystical Teacher. Yeah. It doesn't spare anyone.

Archana Kapoor said...

lovely expression...

Sun Bloom said...

@Archana. Thanks.

jazzytower said...

There is no getting away from time. A good one>

Sun Bloom said...

@jazzytower. Yes. Thanks.

Milan Rajkumar said...

those nostalgic moments ....the last line she looked in the mirror catches the mind !
interpretation of life and time So well expressed ! You have magic in your pen ! Beautiful !

Sun Bloom said...

@milan rajkumar. Many thanks. Experience is a good teacher.

Alice said...

This is too true at my house. ((SIGH)) Very nice poem.

Sun Bloom said...

Thank you, Alice.

Vandana Sharma said...

It feels as if as children grow they take the youth of parents...

Sun Bloom said...

@Vandana Sharma. True. But it is worth all the while, don't you think so?