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December 2020

American Haiku

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An American Haiku

inch upon inch —
a white Christmas
eight days early

An American Haiku

a swirl of snow —
not quite enough for
a winter wonderland

An American Haiku

Grey morning —
even the Christmas lights
seem tired

An American Haiku

twinkling still —
your eyes more like mine
every year

An American Haiku

a girl of nine
and nearly a half —
when the music died

An American Haiku

frozen in time —
she groans, then laughs
at one more storm

An American Haiku

The countdown begins —
snowflakes of all shapes
and sizes

An American Haiku

humming —
she glares at
the calendar