A Haiku Each Day

Sixty-two hundred and five Syllables a year.

Deep Autumn

The autumn morning
Unfolds a pink umbrella
The last coneflower.

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2 Comments»

  Chuck wrote @

Naked Branches Dance
Winter Sun Hides Behind Trees
Melting To Darkness

  Abigail Parker wrote @

Beautiful response!


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