A Solar Saviour

My Haiku for You.

By Olivia RosePublished 2 months ago • 1 min read

A Solar Saviour

Photo by Ilona Veres on Unsplash

Lips so cold they’re blue,

crisp snow beneath numbing feet,

through tall trees you beam.

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Joe Patterson2 months ago
Nice job.

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