This poem is written in response to Ronovan’s weekly haiku challenge, the words for this week being “Tender and Who”. In addition to that Ronovan introduced a new twist to his challenge that he called Shi Rensa Haiku. Check it out by clicking on the link (Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku #364).
Asked tender rose bud,
Who are you and why running,
Wait, smell the roses.
Wait, smell the roses,
Said old man by the roadside,
Who you running from?
Who you running from?
Youth I met on the road asked;
To find me I run.
To find me I run;
Cries the child, a life ruined;
Impatience of youth.
(Ronovan Writes Weekly Haikus #364)
Fleeting Muse 
You’re still running well.
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Thank you so much Oneta. Been away from the blog for a long time but when I saw the new haiku form, I had to try it out.
Hope everything is going well with you.
Take care and stay safe.
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