Touch
December 26, 2022 by Neetu Malik in category Poet's Day by Neetu Malik tagged as baby, fathers, Neetu, parents, touch
3 Haiku poems
Touch
your breath on my cheek,
as I hold you close to me,
silken infancy
it was the breeze, or
maybe the brush of your touch,
long lost, yet with me
father holds my hand
between life and death, an ache
forged in memory
©Neetu Malik
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