Goodnight. Winter
11 April, 2017
Author: TriTran
Morning glowed like fire,
Lighting up the gloomy sky.
Winter would die soon.
Snowflakes were melting,
The grass,very unhappy.
Spring, soon, to blossom.
Goodnight my dear friend.
Now, time had finally come.
O, rest well for now.
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This is a haiku format,5_7_5 syllables |
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| Meri (173.94.94.149) -- Sunday, April 30 2017, 06:19 am Great poem about seasons. They come and go, but I love each one respectively. My favorite, though, is spring. Winter...it's too cold. Summer...it's too hot. Fall...it's too windy. But spring, is just right. Not too hold or too cold or too windy all the time. You get a little bit of everything in the springtime. |
| Meri (173.94.94.149) -- Sunday, April 30 2017, 06:20 am Meant not too hot, instead of not too hold. |
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