A Haiku Each Day

Sixty-two hundred and five Syllables a year.

Branched

Winter trees reach up
Long fingers brush the gray clouds
Tickling the sky.

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2 Comments»

  Chuck wrote @

Wet Warm Winter Day
Rain Drops Replacing Snow Flakes
Melting Last Week’s Snow

  Ronald Wohl wrote @

like that tickle comment…. very Haiku LOL


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