Haiku 481: The Autumn Is Still Young
The wind knows how to bide it’s time. When it blows, it teases tentatively.
The wind stirs gently —
it’s not yet Autumn proper;
the trees don’t get it.
The wind stirs gently —
it’s not yet Autumn proper;
the trees don’t get it.
Haiku written in English only — sorry for my limit in foreign languages.
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