Rain splatters my brain
Scattering fresh breath upon
All new thoughts today
Born from rich red blood
We wend a way to deep breath
In and out each day
And the sun rises
And the moon hovers above
And this life is good
Thank you I tell them
The mailman, the trash man
They big smile to me
I give you my smile
I give you a big thank you
You give it all back
A smile, a tear, life
It is all things everywhere
It is each new breath
A good morning smile
Sends love into all my pores
Makes me sparkle now
This body aging
Savors such delightful words
Grandma, I love you
© 2011
The Juice Bar 
Love these Roz, like bon-bons I eat them up! I’m a big haiku fan!!
Roz, you never cease to amaze me. this are wonderful.
Roz, this is so true, being at “our” stage of life brings such acceptance and gratitude and you capture it so well!
Roz,
I give you a smile for giving us your delightful words.
Karen
Thank you, friends. The haiku seems to be such a perfect form for culling the core of life’s lessons and values into a few brief words.
Feeling good after feeling out this wonderful poem.
Stacked haikus’. Love it.
Wonderful and Hopeful. Thanks Haikus and Roz, more.