Butterfly Hours
Laryalee Fraser
 

She was ten months old when I last saw her. Now, six years later, I have only a few days to catch up, to connect with my granddaughter. We blow bubbles, play mini-golf, toast marshmallows on a campfire, and teach each other songs. My camera is always near.

waterpark
laughter spills
across the grass

The hours fly past, and I cling to the hope that she'll remember our time together. Her parents are missionaries, heading out on another five-year stint in a foreign land. For months, I've been aware of the briefness of this visit. Yet I'm still not prepared for the short distance between hello and goodbye.

empty road...
the shape of a hug
lingers


Laryalee Fraser

Laryalee Fraser is a retired reporter/photographer, enjoying small-town life in British Columbia, Canada. She spends time with gardening, photography, writing, and visiting her grandchildren.

Lary's work has been in several online publications, and she has compiled an online anthology of haiku entitled "a procession of ripples": http://laryalee.users.sunwave.net/ripples.htm

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