A Haiku Each Day

Sixty-two hundred and five Syllables a year.

Birch Trees

Winter tats her lace
Delicate white traceries
Birches in the snow.

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Ice Crystal Layers
Surrender To Hot Air Blown
Windshield Emerges


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