Poetry
December
Haikus
December ending —
bitter cold nights and harshness,
shivers, frigid feet.
Not yet unpleasant,
as the sun still rises and
warms up my daytime.
Food to eat, warm clothes,
hot water — My heart is filled
with much gratitude.
December ending —
bitter cold nights and harshness,
shivers, frigid feet.
Not yet unpleasant,
as the sun still rises and
warms up my daytime.
Food to eat, warm clothes,
hot water — My heart is filled
with much gratitude.
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