Haiku for Life Story

Big brother attacks
With tickling fingers, both
Crying and laughing.

Childish arguing;
Shakes fists, shakes lip-sticked collar,
But they can’t see us.

Bleary-eyed, blinking
Away such beautiful dreams;
Awoke ugly life.

Miles of green pastures:
Barnyards, cows, corn stalks; smiling,
Hand dance in the wind.

Strange faces don’t judge
Haggard woman, three loud kids;
They’ve all seen their share.

Stopping by the road,
Can’t see through defeated tears;
Wish I wasn’t there.

Four typical years,
They could have been anyone’s;
Teens running amok.

Azaleas grow
In a concrete park, summer
City, breathe relief.