Haiku Medley
Watched you pack your bag.
Sadness stood with me as i
Waved goodbye to love.
The hard of hearing
Listen to the spoken word.
Never sounds the same.
High winds bend forest
Trees, that shiver their green leaves.
Takes my breath away.
The night crept along
Silently window shopping,
Observed by a patient moon.
Silver freckles in
The sky at dusk make me smile.
They twinkle twinkle.
Copyright © Martin Hopkins | Year Posted 2013
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