My gratitude to Editor Abhilash Fraizer for publishing “Hiking with Haikus” by Nolcha Fox and me.
There are five Haikus, but the spacing between them is missing. Here is part of the poem. Nolcha wrote the first Haiku, I did the second one, and we alternated verses.
Hiking with Haikus
The trail is dusty.
My words are parched.
Rain comes tomorrow.
It drenches the wildflowers.
I seek shelter in a cave.
Meadowlarks sing.
Birdsong lifts my
eyes to sky,
gives my laughter wings.
Kindly read the rest of the poem by following this link.
Her uncle asks, Do you love your mother? Can a daughter doubt her love for her mother who is navigating Alzheimer’s? Can she learn to love the stranger her mother is becoming?
Extraordinary Sunshine Weaver 
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