Apr 2015
Your eyes are too wide.
You wonder too much, my dear.
Conformity is best.
Why not break the mold?
I will live outside the box:
A force of new things!
No, my child, no...
Voice low and your mind silent.
Then they will like you.
You wonder too much, my dear.
Conformity is best.
Why not break the mold?
I will live outside the box:
A force of new things!
No, my child, no...
Voice low and your mind silent.
Then they will like you.
With Easter weekend happening, I got a few days behind on my National Poetry Month project. In order to catch up, I wrote 3 haiku for the 3rd, 4th, and 5th. These are some of my first haikus.
