Delectable Breakfast




spider running....
cat's pink gruff tongue....
nature's breakfast,  sparkling spring sun....



Panagiota Romios
4/22/2019
9:41 am PST
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Krutsinger Avatar
April 23, 2019 at 4:28 AM
One of my favorite all-time haiku, Panagiota.
Romios Avatar
April 23, 2019 at 8:11 AM
Caren, coming from you, quite a compliment. I don't know where my writing comes from. Sometimes, I look at it and wonder..,who wrote this? LOL. Panagiota. Be very blessed.
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April 22, 2019 at 3:49 PM
i agree with M.L... this is priceless.. very good write.
Romios Avatar
April 22, 2019 at 7:19 PM
Hi Elsa. Hope your day i has been seweer! I am overjoyed you liked this Haihu, Thank you for taking the time to let me know! Panagiota
Kiser Avatar
April 22, 2019 at 2:39 PM
Oh, this is priceless; I can see mine, chasing spiders across the patio, as they have so many times. Beautifully penned.
Romios Avatar
April 22, 2019 at 2:50 PM
So glad you enjoyed this one. I was going to trash it? Anyway, cats love spiders or anything in motion, Thank you, From Panagiota and her outstanding Calico( with long legs like a Rockette))) bet your data are lovely,
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April 22, 2019 at 1:40 PM
Delightful! :))) xomo
Romios Avatar
April 22, 2019 at 2:26 PM
Good day, Maureen! Hope you day is shining. Glad you liked the Haiku! It had to grow on me-)). Thanks for visiting. Panagiota
Wolf Avatar
April 22, 2019 at 12:36 PM
Dazzling imagery and lovely rhymical flow. A gem! :) gw
Romios Avatar
April 22, 2019 at 12:42 PM
So Gershon, you have brightened my day Greatly. Thank you. Panagiota
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