A Token I’ll Never Misplace



I look into her face and see his features before me like a mirror reflecting a mirror. She doesn’t realize it. She is not to be compared to another. She is however, a token of one lost before her she never met. As she grows, his image never leaves. His eyes never saw, my eyes never close. Resemblance keeps love alive.
Petals drop silent
Other flowers following
Carry the fragrance

dVerse prompt is token. I have misplaced many things over the years, but the most important tokens are those in the heart and in this case genetics, of which fascinates me more and more.

About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. I love Jesus and sharing my faith through written words. I currently have a poetry blog and also write on medium.com. My main focus is hope in Christ. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused.
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11 Responses to A Token I’ll Never Misplace

  1. Love that image of a mirror in a mirror. So much you can see in a person… good to see the present most but the past in those eyes.


  2. That genetic dice roll can throw up some interesting resemblances. I’m always fascinated by how features I’ve seen on men’s faces as entirely masculine can appear on their pretty little daughters and suddenly be completely feminine. That “mirror in a mirror” is a very striking image, and the haiku is beautiful.


  3. That, I think is how we live forever, even when nobody is left alive who recognises that some child looks exactly like a distant ancestor.


  4. lynn__ says:

    A living token…I think I’ve been that for my dad as my birth mother passed away when I was 16 months. Lovely haibun!


  5. annell4 says:

    Beautiful, important, meaningful…thank you for your love token!


  6. Grace says:

    Spoken with the eyes of love and affection! Those family resemblances can be uncanny, reminding us always of those we love!


  7. memadtwo says:

    Each of us holds both the past and the future. Yes, the best comes from the heart. (K)


  8. Janice says:

    A beautiful haibun.


  9. Frank Hubeny says:

    I like these words: “His eyes never saw, my eyes never close.” The people around us are also tokens of love.


  10. rothpoetry says:

    Beautiful! I love the idea of life as a fragrance passed on from one generation to the next!


  11. I feel the love, the sadness, the wonder – splendidly told without telling “too” much. I felt it.


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