May 1933
We watch the fire
Papa's hand on my shoulder
As it eats my books
Witch trials
They have cut my hair
Believing I can braid spells
To steal my freedom
Time Capsule
He digs quietly
The tin pressed against my chest
Learning my heartbeat
Thief of Minutes
You take so easy
And yet, as I get older
You take all the more
Passing On
I thought you should know
Although time takes me further
I will wait for you
The Watch Lover
I held both his hands
Firm, though he spun them 'round me
In a passing hug
Deadline
The deadline is soon
I see the theme's irony
And write more haikus
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