Spring Into Haiku
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pink laced branches
shimmer against the sun
petals in my lunch
thirst quenched
by snow's runoff...
I roll up my jeans
my breath
silenced by cold water...
blue feet with red nails
reaching the meadow
discomfort is forgotten...
blisters on my heel
sneezing
from wildflower pollen....
flannel sleeve hanky
wildflowers
reflect on sunglasses...
camera's click
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5/7/14 For Deb's Contest: "Spring Into Haiku
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2014
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