finding my lost son
under a blue sombrero
in Tijuana’s slums
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Slums
finding my lost son
under a blue sombrero
in Tijuana’s slums
Mark M. Redfearn 
ooh I can see that blue sombrero ~ lovely penned haiku ~
Happy weekend to you,
artmusedog and carol
a father and son
the sweetness of reunion
turns the sky true blue
To find what has been lost is indeed a treasure.
Hope he wanted to be found. That makes it really nice.
I visited Tijuana often in the early 70’s. Your haiku brought that time period to vivid life.
That he was found gives us hope.
Extraordinary haiku. Opens up a myriad of stories
wow
namaste
jzb
Great response on our “play-again” prompt Mark. I hope this haiku isn’t based on reality, was your son really lost?
Wonderfully written haiku!
Liked the mood of this…disturbing but real !
a lucky son indeed.
sad and beautiful.