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"
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"
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17 comments:
Oh yes --- been there. Nicely captured.
Such is life. Nicely done.
I like that you leave what the mother saw open to interpretation. aging can be beautiful
Ah, yes, time. Time is often brutal with us, is it not?
Brushstrokes in Blue and Red
@Reading Pleasure. Yes. Thank you.
@rhymeswithbug. Absolutely. Thanks for understanding my haiku. That's what I exactly intended.
@Magical Mystical Teacher. Yeah. It doesn't spare anyone.
lovely expression...
@Archana. Thanks.
There is no getting away from time. A good one>
@jazzytower. Yes. Thanks.
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 !
@milan rajkumar. Many thanks. Experience is a good teacher.
This is too true at my house. ((SIGH)) Very nice poem.
Thank you, Alice.
It feels as if as children grow they take the youth of parents...
@Vandana Sharma. True. But it is worth all the while, don't you think so?
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