This photo called to me for a haiku, and I was delighted to oblige.
the sun slips below
warm blazing orange blankets
when will the stars dance?
poetry, prose, and photography
This photo called to me for a haiku, and I was delighted to oblige.
the sun slips below
warm blazing orange blankets
when will the stars dance?
Loved it. Thanks for composing all these. I just hit follow 🙂
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Thank you Dhania! Glad to have you along.
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