On the sleeping grass
the biting wind meets the leaves.
Tomorrow? Same thing.
“Blowing Leaves” by alexabboud is licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 2.0
Month: November 2020
“It is not my job.”
Such a silly thing to say.
Check out the sled dogs!
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Pleasure Trip
Ten geese. Little lake.
The placid water ripples
To the bridge and back
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Why don’t YOU try it!
“No rain, no rainbow,”
said the umbrella holder.
“Sure thing! Umbrella?”
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