At age one hundred
the old one said the best part
of the day was guests
who lingered, consumed, packed food
for the road, for their ride home,

My mother died at 103 and there were many family and friend gatherings in the summer  with picnic food for her June birthday.  On one occasion she volunteered the sentiment I chose for this tanka.

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #209 Old&Days


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