Our lives are like water spilled out on the ground

This is what I had been thinking about before server loopiness, but now in Haiku form:

The Haikus(s)
Amnon and Tamar
Leaves a desolate woman
And two years revenge

Absalom then flees
And a king can’t see his son
Joab helps his friend

Field as signal fire
A son’s fake humility
Father and son chase

“Our lives are like water spilled out on the ground, which cannot be gathered up again.” 2 Samuel 14:14
Caught my attention when thinking about relating to family.

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  5. Worth It

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