up there in space
the earth is but a tiny speck
in the universe

down there
earthlings keep killing
each other

day after Father's day

he basks at his children's

well wishes and presents

a vulture eyes
the scrawny boy
crawling from hunger

I shadow 

my shadow

to her grave

From my book, Haiku and Tanka Harvest

https://www.createspace.com/3737478

empty nest
their children's footsteps
fading bit by bit