Like dried hanging blooms
Kept fondly for far too long
How hard the soft turn
Dried memory husks
Crumble with these old flowers
At my lightest touch
(Related: Free form exploration of the concept — Dried Memory)
Haiku 2025.01.23 #1, #2
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