I have been trying for ages to encapsulate in a tanka the experience of going shopping for a wedding dress with my daughter. I hope this does it justice. The wedding isn’t until May and I’m sure there will be plenty to write about then. Of course, I can’t include a picture!
Champagne froth of lace
Embroidered intricacy
And beads like teardrops
In which you swim before me
My only daughter a bride
© Kim M. Russell, 2016
writing in north norfolk 