I wrote the above "Haiku" back in 1973
as an assignment for a creative writing class.
Strange how it seems to have come full circle 30 years later,
when time for the caregiver seems to have it's own ebb and flow...
when life for the one cared for seems to follow it's own rhythm and time.
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My Dusty Doodle,
who sees so much
without sight.
Do you know you are loved?
A hug given, a kiss received.
aren't love on their own.
Just random acts they are,
when given without the tangible,
emotion
It isn't seen with eyes,
or felt in the mind.
Only hearts that give great love,
receive love fully.
So of course Dusty,
Since you give such whole love,
you must know
you're loved in return.
