Seasons of the Sun
The Seasons of the Sun ©
angle of fall’s sun
so different from spring’s rays
dapples the sun porch
end of hot summer
the crisp, sharp tang of fall’s breath
smokes the air about
a waiting for sleep
under the blanket of snow
until spring sun beams
Trisha Sugarek
World of Haiku
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