Deserts I have walked
still somehow remember me—
stones and dust and thorns.
Deserts I have walked
still somehow remember me—
stones and dust and thorns.
Deserts I have walked
still somehow remember me—
stones and dust and thorns.
Deserts I have walked
still somehow remember me—
stones and dust and thorns.
Mark M. Redfearn 
Yes. Your story is etched upon them.
Lovely memory
Happy Weekend
Much💛love
There’s memory in the soil. Love your haiku Mark! Hug from Holland
You will always be remembered. And, you will remember them.
in memories house
a map of every heart waits
hoping to be read