Ah! Midsummer sun.
Blonde girl walking a black dog.
All downhill from here.
Notes: Something about the light and smell in the air this afternoon made me think of this little poem from last year.
Tag: park
Gnome Haiku
They came for the gnomes.
I didn’t speak — I wasn’t a gnome.
So it starts like this.
Midsummer Haiku
Ah! Midsummer sun.
Blonde girl walking a black dog.
All downhill from here.
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