glide and crunch through snow
grey sky streaked with tangerine
sun sinks into night
-hjw 1.7.13
this is my new year's will to start writing poetry again! being a mom/house remodler/farmer who has time? so i thought, aha! haiku! short n sweet..maybe not always sweet, but to the point and maybe much more frequently in the world of Gratiot's Grove..hope you enjoy.
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