EVERETT LEESON

My Mother lost her best friend and companion. He will be missed. He was 89 and turning 90 on NoveMBERO 23. He took a drink and stopped, closed his eyes and died. He died at Happy Hour and he would have been glad to go that way!

here is the haiku i wrote for him

In the sunny garden

she holds his hand now cold

for the last time

back again a from bipolar episode

WELL IT HAS BEEN 2 YEARS SINCE I HAVE WRITTEN!!!!

i HAVE BEEN ILL WITH DEPRESSION AND COLON CANCER!

i AM JUST FINE NOW.

Thanks be to God

Every bipolar episode has it's prize. It is a time on inertia during the depressive period. This (normal) period is one of discovery in all aspects of my life. I may switch to a newer medication that works better than i have been on these past few weeks. I will try Lithium, which is the only one so far dedicated to the illness and has worked well for years.

I never thought cancer was something that i would have to attend with.

A million kisses of haiku to all the people, medical and lay who have helped me!

CANCER HAIKU

In the cemetary

around the headstone

first snow drops

Scent of see weed

drifts into the graveyard

he walks alone