Storm
by poetrydiary
A child’s eye widens;
jagged sky bites writhing Earth.
Hold my hand.
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For September Haiku Heights – today’s prompt is ‘mother’.
A child’s eye widens;
jagged sky bites writhing Earth.
Hold my hand.
——–
For September Haiku Heights – today’s prompt is ‘mother’.
How many times do children hear the command, “Hold my hand!”?
Mother
Interesting take on the phrase: I intended the last line to express reassurance and maternal love!
good one
a child”s………….
rightly presented
Quite an emotional moment. Lovely.