Deserted Childhood (Tanka)

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teepee

April 2017, T.L. Ryder

Deserted childhood
Shades of happy summers past
Call to you: Come, Play!
You sigh, but cannot heed them
Your playtime spirit has frayed.

 

(I came across this tableau while walking in the woods and decided to attempt a tanka in honor of it.)

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