Embers of Life

Haiku of Grief

By Kathryn LaboshPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

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Fire consumes old life.

Death’s acrid incense in air.

Embers quenched by tears.

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Kathryn Labosh

I have an analogous mind and understand the world by what it reminds me of, like Miss Marple! I'm probably somewhere on the spectrum and have two sons with autism. I am a published author of several autism tip books.

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