Haiku Heights – SPRING

Crib Stand 2

Crib Stand 2 (Photo credit: Clover_1)

San Carlos IR wildflowers, 2010, Sunset

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“You sprung me” she said

I lifted her from the crib

Her first memory.

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Wildflowers twinkle

waving in the morning sun

after winter’s blight

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Startled crocuses

Man In The Moondance under the moonlight’s smile

very eager to please.

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My Earliest Memory

crying-baby

I was younger than two years old and my baby self was in a crib, crying and upset. It’s almost as if I see the image as a third person, like a photo you want to take. I am upset and I hear soft footsteps coming. It was my dad who came, he reached over the crib and started rubbing my back. “Ah, Ah, baby, Ah Ah baby” he murmured, over and over again, until I was calm and safe and soothed.

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