2 thoughts on “21 – My Marathon Coach, a freeform haiku

  1. The sweetness of this makes my eyes fill with tears. I love that your grandchild was your helper and wanted to rub your hands. In my culture, these little people were sent from the stars – our Ancestors. His little hands on yours make me smile through tears.

    So beautiful. Thank you for this.

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