Lilies in the dark
A memory still floats up
Fleeing from air raids
Now this is an exemplary example of poetic Masterpiece Theatre.
I’m really glad!
Memory does just that – float up. Such strong childhood memories can never be erased. It makes me so sad that children in other parts of the world are even now fleeing air raids.
Yes, and many of them don’t even survive…
I’m not sure “like” is the right word, but I am in awe.This is powerful.
Thank you for reading the haiku poem.
I want to say something about hope and war and defiance but just put it in the right sentences.
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