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Sunday, June 28, 2009

graduation day
his friends keep asking
for my missing son

3 comments:

nora said...

My son was missing this year from graduation too. It hit me very, very hard. Despite the disappointment, I suspect you still have your son with you to help in that direction. :-)
This is a poignant haiku, Vic. I hope a cap and gown are in your son's future, if belated.

Alan Summers said...

We need haiku that are as uncompromising and raw in subject as this. Thank you.

I just wish neither you, or Nora, had to go through this for real, including both your sons.

all my very best,

Alan
With Words

John McDonald said...

touching and sad Vic well expressed
john