by Yuki
by Mieko
Haiku
My late mother’s back, softly blurred in the steam of the open-air bath.
Cherry blossoms—here we are again, in a wheelchair.
Even as the cherry blossoms fall, a lingering anger remains.
I'm a Japanese housewife living in Japan. I'm in my 60's. I want to know daily lives in the world, so at first I'll tell my daily. What is your daily life?
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