The little ones

with stars in your eyes ~ and with moon drops on your skin ~ a child’s innocence —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

African child

i’ll give my last words ~ my last tears and my last pain ~ to lift your sorrow — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

On the precipice

caught in a child’s art ~ deep thoughts through time and space ~ of life and of death —©

Assembly

here a broken child ~ there a piece of grey driftwood ~ this day’s gatherings — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

With children

we build paper planes ~ chasing them on the green grass ~ cherishing moments — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Unique

nowhere in the world ~ nowhere in the folds of time ~ is a space like you — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa