hands held in the night
comforting in the darkness
as autumn approachesa
A little haiku i wrote a few months back. I thought it reflects a key part of what love is. Especially the kind of love that lasts for decades.
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within this metal
this writer’s soul delighted
festive tinsel’s song

clouds dancing eastwards
souls uncovering new dreams
wind chimes whispering

ghosts of flowers
memories of summertime
echoes of love songs

Walking in the cold
Wind biting through the sunlight
The finch’s motion

such a lovely day
walking in cold sunlight
December’s blessings

What will you do to make the rest of your life better?