laughter fills my ears
warm light, the scent of garlic
love and rest and calm
How does it work?
You're really great at this! keep those Haikus coming!
You write such elegant haiku! Love the word choices and stories.
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You're really great at this! keep those Haikus coming!
You write such elegant haiku! Love the word choices and stories.