To write on my life,
in seventeen syllables,
just cannot be done.
A haiku series,
maybe that is the answer –
I’ll try it and see.
No, that didn’t work,
it soon became quite boring,
in fact, tedious.
So, I’ll stick to one,
keep it simple, as they say –
whoever ‘they’ are.
My life? Ongoing,
doing this and some of that,
breathing in and out;
taking each day in its turn,
writing Haikus and Tankus.
