Fibromyalgia Fun and Pain, A Haiku
Yesterday was fun.
Physical therapy fun.
This morning, great pain.
Colorado Spring, A Haiku
Sun was shining bright.
Flowers and trees bloom.
Now, wind blows in cold and snow.
Family Tree Changing, A Haiku
Old limbs fell in wind.
We are old limbs now.
Are we strong enough to love?
Grief Brings Wisdom, A Haiku
Elders teach us life.
While young, we won’t hear.
Grief brings wise enlightenment.
Pleasure of Love, A Haiku
Lips touch, passion born.
Love comes, pleasure blooms.
Age gives us warm simple love.
© Elaine Wood-Lane
4/16/15
This is Milo, my first grandchild, who is about 8 weeks old in this picture. I’m 53. I so look forward to watching this little guy grow up and see what his generation will be like!
I awoke very early this morning (3:00 AM) in significant physical pain and with some grief as well. Mother’s last sibling died over the weekend so the “older” generation of my family are all gone now and it dawned on me that now I am in a member of the new “older” generation. This generated lots of thoughts and feelings regarding the seasons, both in nature and in human maturity. I feel I’m in my Autumn season. It’s a shocking revelation. Anyway, I was in the mood to write simple, brief haikus about all this. I love haikus. They pare my many words down to what I really want to say. Peace and love to all of you today, Elaine
Sunshine Lane 
Elaine, what a wonderful picture of you and your first grandchild. Your haiku are deeply moving too. Congratulations on becoming a grandmother.
Blessings ~ Wendy ❀
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Thanks Wendy! He’s a sweet little guy for sure and it’s probably good he doesn’t live closer to me because I’m afraid I’d spoil him rotten. (His parents live in Illinois and I live in Colorado.) I am going to get to spend some time with him this summer. We have actually seen the entire circle of life this year already. Milo was born in late January and then one of my favorite aunts passed away in early March and my last uncle passed away last Saturday. I always find it fascinating how often that occurs, meaning, new souls come into the world as old souls leave it for heaven. It brings peace to my heart. By the way, I bought the book you suggested this morning on your lovely post. I bought it on Kindle so I can start reading it right away and so my husband can read it too. He is a HUGE C. S. Lewis fan.
May your day be as beautiful as your words and photographs are on your blog. Elaine
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