It's hard to have a
personal relationship
with G-d (non-person)

This is my keyboard
These are my fingers, typing
This is my haiku

The way that children
Mark the years as they pass by
Is like nothing else

sunset to sunrise
our interval of darkness
in between two days

Lately I haven't
picked up the phone to call dad.
But I've wished I could.

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When I think of you
in jealousy and anger
my thoughts are to blame

All we have is time
along with everything else
till the dream is done