Several blooms to delight the senses!

My friend Janet asked for 10 prompts about which she would write haikus.

In all this debate about organic and diet and exercise and longevity, I find that aging seems to have become a kind of terrible thing that must be avoided at all costs. Anti-wrinkle creams, hair dye, anti-aging serums…People seem to forget what the alternative to aging really is :D

Another walk from my daughter’s home to mine. It’s never the same… this time: my usual lane completely dug up by an excavator, with pedestrians inching along the trash-filled edges; boiled corn and peanuts being readied in pushcarts for the evening; lots of people sipping tea or filterkaapi at the darshinis; a young couple, completely engrossed in each other across the handlebars of the young man’s scooter; an old lady peering up into a lime tree to see if she can pluck some fruit; a man cutting a blind boy’s fingernails; an old man in a car looking sourly at the two-wheeler antics of the youth in front of him; maids returning home at the end of their working day; the ironing lady getting piles of clothes ready; jacaranda blossoms, and mahogany leaves, piling up and swirling at my feet in the breeze… the walk just goes past in a flash.

Who will drop loving kisses On the cheeks of motherless children? Who will hug them, tease them, scold them, Dance with them, sing to them, Tickle them, cuddle them, laugh with them? Children need food and sleep… And so much more, to thrive. I sing two little children to sleep. Tears fall from my eyes as I think Of every child without parents in this world. The refugees, the orphans, the lost children…. Surely the greatest cruelty in our world Is to let children live…. without love.