While daffodils are budding
The deer help themselves
Just eggs and lovely flowers.
Spring can stay a while.
This next haiku isn't specific to April, but it did spring fully-formed into my mind when I was checking the calendar.
Time flies far too fast
I realized with alarm
I'm sixty in June.
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Lovely Ode to April! :-) (And 60 is a nice, round number. That's all.) XO
ReplyDeleteLove your haiku - fun! And, love your calendar page - perfect. And, trust me as I know, 60 is not bad!
ReplyDeleteI used to be 60 ... until a couple of weeks ago. ;-) You may actually enjoy it, though I would not suggest finishing out the year with a broken ankle ...
ReplyDeleteI love your little poems for April!
Sixty is just fine, sixty-two even better, enjoy every day! Hope your April is wonderful!
ReplyDeletePerfect and so well stated, too.
ReplyDeleteLove your haiku TWTs. You'll always be younger (by 7 years) than I am!
ReplyDeleteHaha! Perfect!!
ReplyDeleteFun celebration of National Poetry Month!
ReplyDeletePerfect Haiku's! And, GRRRRRR those deer!!!
ReplyDeleteI adore haikus and their simplistic summary of a thought. Lovely photos of winter's last hurrah (hopefully!) and for your poetic spirit!!
ReplyDeleteaw, haikus. I love you! and the way your mind works! and I'm sending WARM thoughts your way that the snow will melt, the flowers will bloom and the seeds you've been nurturing will root. and whoa, sixty, huh? good information ...
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