Four Haiku's
Icy is the breeze
as it flows over the Tundra
making big snow drifts
Cheeky monkey waits
until your back is turned
then steals all your fruit
golden ray of sun
blazing paths full of sunlight
warms as it touches
rain teeming downward
flooding the marshy grasslands
beware the bog lands
Copyright © Shadow Hamilton | Year Posted 2013
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