My chosen activity is to write one haiku each day
Strong sunlight, bright sky
intensifies the beauty
of leaves left behind.
Trees stand stripped bare.
Brown buds appear silently;
sign of hope deferred.
At the funeral
winter sunshine warms the soul
in the vale of tears.
Cold grey winter sky.
Robins in the garden sing
songs of joy and peace.
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Don’t Sarah. You are doing fantastically well on your own!