Tag Archives: family

anxiety

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me…reasonably good looking

intact body parts

food…always on the table

two beautiful children

a reasonable life partner

decent moolah

a good job

a few loving people around me

not homeless…

and still…

the demon called ANXIETY

raises its head

catching me unawares

bygone days… haiku

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family home

resounding all around

chatter of childhood

bygone days

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your tiny feet…I can  still hear them

running on the cold stone floors

of our old home

and those eyes …looking up to me

from every direction

but

now

I dont know when you come and go out of the house

I pine to spend time with you my baby

but i guess

you are a man now

so fly

make your own world

and leave me with the memories

of the glorius bygone days

 

 

our children

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growing up

they

never leave our side

and

we have no time

for ourselves

until

one day

they go away

to make their own lives

and we

have all the unwanted time

in the world