there’s a thorn on the
rose you left in a vase. it’s
as sharp as it looks.
jabbed my finger on
the prickle trimming the stem.
new water, and done.
there’s a card i have
yet to read. maybe later –
i hope you will stay.
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tuckedintoacorner 
oh gosh, Haikus are so diffiult!! beautiful poem…the last stanza in particular. it just told a whole story in my mindm sad and bittersweet…great work.
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