Haikus for my Dad

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Breakfast routine lost
because there’s no jam. Wondrous
result – full fry-up!

Dad, dog, Bramcote Hills,
mud and early daffodils,
unpredicted sun.

Birthday theatre trip,
puzzled by play. Dementia?
East Midlands’ accents!!

Outside his window
birds in the aviary.
Daily choral joy.

Memory fogs and
can’t play CD. Inside head
The Sound of Music.

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