depression

Like dew drops

Falling off every yam leaf

Is my zeal for life.

moments

I catch myself smiling when I think of the way you tilted your head and innocently told me that I’m not beautiful but cute. And when I gave you that puzzled look, you struggled to come up with your own definition of “cute”. You said it was a combination of beautiful, smart and a charming personality! I vowed never to look up the dictionary for the actual meaning.

haiku

Winter is here!

Time for coal and cold

With you gone

Tears roll down

Burning my bare cheeks

And my heart

But I will

Be healed and held

And be loved.