One
particular haiku that touched me the most was the one I
wrote about my Grandfather's death. I loved my Grandpa very
much, but for whatever reason I failed to give him my usual
hug and kiss or to tell him that I loved him the last time
I saw him. I am forever haunted by this memory which forces
me to reiterate my feelings to my loved ones on a regular
basis.
Without
a doubt, this has been the most eye-opening experience in
my college career. I have learned an art that I would like
to continue to learn more about. I hope to keep adding entries
to every page of my journal.