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Spring morning
A haiku with a quiet reflection
spring morning —
the last drive
to the vet’s
—
Spring morning brings its familiar signs of renewal, the trees beginning to blossom and the light returning to the quiet streets. Along the roadside, gardens are waking, and birds carry on with their songs as though this were any other day.
Inside the car, however, the journey feels different. Perhaps the familiar passenger rests quietly, unaware of the decision that has made this drive unlike all the others. The road to the vet’s has been travelled many times before, sometimes with worry, sometimes with hope, but never quite like this.
There is a particular sorrow in saying goodbye while the world around us is beginning again. Every turning of the road brings the destination closer, while memory reaches back through years of companionship. Outside, spring continues to unfold, tender and indifferent.
First published on NaHaiWriMo.
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