Write two haiku about: reluctance.
Heading back to Osoyoos tomorrow. Going to miss little Natalie and her antics. And her mom and dad as well, obviously.
I suspect Max will also, once he figures out they're not coming with us.
Fingers crossed for clear roads and smooth flights, and I'll see you all again from warmer climes tomorrow night.
Child, I hate to leave,
but I have to go. So may
this parting be brief.
* * *
Furrows forged by feet
which dragged, a weight carried by
slim shoulders that sagged