The theme this week is “Childhood Experiences”
My aging neighbours are moving out. I’m standing in front of their house remembering the family who lived there when I was a kid. Its long ago now and my memory is clouded by time. But I recall a Sunday afternoon in the autumn following my mother to this house. She went in and there must have been news because she came out upset. Our neighbour was holding her, hugging her. Signs of affection were rare with my parents. But this day I remember my mother being held. Mum’s mother had died. We’d made numerous trips to the hospital over the previous weeks and I don’t recall why we weren’t there at this time. Mum cried that day and like so much of my childhood did all she could to shelter me from the world of adults.
out of our old house
autumn leaves litter the ground
one life concludes
Written for: https://dversepoets.com/2017/01/09/haibun-monday-28/