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A Sad Morning.

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.

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Published: Sep 14, 2010
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Notes: My first Haiku.
Any thoughts very welcome.

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