Set One
Haikus Set One~
“Grave”
The cold wind chills me,
My frozen bones rattle in
The bitter, cold ground.
“Shovel”
Shovel hits the ground
A sad tear falls from my face.
The ground's recovered.
Copyright © Heaven Lorenz | Year Posted 2012
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