One of the things I will always remember is how much mom loved my haiku and would ask for a new one every day. I had chosen about 10 to read at her funeral but then felt it might be too many so these are the ones I read:

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summers at the coast
seagulls and mom
searching for shells

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bucket of words —
mom laughs when I spill
a new haiku

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new mystery book!
afternoon shadows
creep across the page

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still life —
cat
ready to pounce

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hot summer days
trees blooming
with butterflies

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midnight sky
all the shining stars
celebrate mom
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