Hair floats down like snow
Im a tree losing my leaves
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I appear to be losing hair. I brush and loads of it flits down to the ground. I run my fingers through it and a handful is caught in my fingers. Distressing! Having once lost my hair to chemotherapy, I feel that once was enough. I think the stress of my dad’s death has caught up with me.
Senryu: similar to Haiku in form but while Haiku has themes related to nature the Senryu highlights feelings and relationships