Haiku
3:25 PM Edit This 0 Comments »A small drop of dew,
Falls smoothly down from the sky
The new leaf tips bend
The birds quiet down,
Everyone pays attention
A flower opens
Fall, build, fall, and melt
Though snows come and go like that
They’re worth waiting for
Blue eyes, and blonde hair,
I don’t have any of those
But God still loves me
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