The warm day is done
The cool night has center stage
Until the sunrise.
5/31
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just different
The warm day is done
The cool night has center stage
Until the sunrise.
5/31
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mlowe5 says: A beautiful Haiku pen, Ladypoet45. You know I love the Haiku style of expression! Thanks for the share. Peace and Love, mlowe5. |
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LP45 says: You're most welcome Mlowe5. I like haiku style as well. The depth of saying much with few words.... |
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mlowe5 says: One. Peace and Love. |
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