Haiku from Mom and Dad

On Tokyo streets
People walking everywhere
Mom feels like giant

Through Shinjuku
People move
Like river currents

Sushi bento
Haagen Dazs at end
Tummy smiles

Sashimi, Higa beef
Miso, conch
Alas, no PBJ

Trains packed like sardine cans
Everyone wears a dark suit
But the two in Keens

Futons on floor
Sleeping warm
Backs will not unfold

Philosopher's walk
Blossoms fall like snow
Thoughts of loved ones