Tell you what sis...i'll keep that in mind, and make those changes to this haiku, if i include it in my competitive poetry manuscripts for this spring and summer's contests. thanks.

Instead of angel how about mortal? on his way to heaven or some secular description

To ranger / tintagiles. Thanks for commenting on this. I cannot think how to modify the beard thing. Basically i read that a cirrus cloud is shaped like a beard and found the connection with osama, cirrus clouds also travel from east to west so the metaphor seemed relevent but i think i could use it a better way. I know your work well tintagiles, you work well with imagery please pass on any thoughts. Also if i get rid of the angels bit i may lose the poem. I will work on this over weekend.

Well than the word must stay. I can't even imagine the grief of your loss. The Mother. My mother was never really much of one, and she is still quite alive. I am my own mother, just as I will assume you are your own father, so I believe i will never actually suffer that loss, but only time will tell. I am such a mother to everyone, constantly, at work at home, so the Mother is always with me. It's difficult enough to grieve over the death of the Father, but the Mother, well that just must be beyond devastating. Oh well, every act has good and evil results, even death. Continue leaning towards the light, glean the truth from the bones of your grief. I, for one, am more interested in these revelations than in any others. You are travelling the road that leads to library were all my favorite books are kept, pick one up off the shelf, read it to me.

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