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4 Stanza Haiku - Written for the "Coloring the World" Contest. A perfect morning... |
Cherry blossoms bloom in light from the morning sun - waking to the day. The wind blows gently, and petals fall from their perch - turning translucent. A draft comes my way. The air is stickily sweet; tickling my nose. I lay on the grass and watch the world pass me by. Just dreaming of you. |