A Haiku Each Day

Sixty-two hundred and five Syllables a year.

Flirtation

A fresh gust of wind
Lifts the weeping willow’s skirt
Swirling green pollen.

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  Ronald Wohl wrote @

Considering the recent environment this holds such promise… Good One


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