Wind and rain are strong.
Birds have not burst into song.
In summer it's wrong.
Autumn winds are here.
Tree leaves hang on in fear.
Dress warmly my dear.
Winter soon arrives.
Striking cold with icy knives.
Hibernation thrives.
Sep 14, 2010
Sep 14, 2010 at 11:43 PM UTC
Wind and rain are strong.
Birds have not burst into song.
In summer it's wrong.
Autumn winds are here.
Tree leaves hang on in fear.
Dress warmly my dear.
Winter soon arrives.
Striking cold with icy knives.
Hibernation thrives.
My first Haiku.
Any thoughts very welcome.
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