Two haiku for Spring
My new hat
Velvet crushed , caressing silver hair.
Spring wind
catches the feathers
unaware.
My first grandchild
Twenty years waiting. Early spring couplings.
November
brings not one,
but two.
Saturday, May 18, 2013
Two Haiku For Spring by Anonymous
Two haiku for Spring
My new hat
Velvet crushed , caressing silver hair.
Spring wind
catches the feathers
unaware.
My first grandchild
Twenty years waiting. Early spring couplings.
November
brings not one,
but two.
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