A Haiku Each Day

Sixty-two hundred and five Syllables a year.

Swallows

Swallows dip in flight
To kiss their own reflections
On the autumn pond.

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3 Comments»

  gospelwriter wrote @

You have provided the word painting for what I observed this morning… 🙂

  Abigail Parker wrote @

Oh, so happy to hear that 🙂

  Ronald Wohl wrote @

Wonderful just was not sure what to call it “word Painting” fits like a glove…


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