red tricycle — the loneliness of autumn’s end
the lyrics of a bamboo flute . . . one last poem
Trying to catch a butterfly on film really is like chasing a whisper in a house of echos!
Hi Lisette… thanks for popping by and commenting. I enjoyed it very much!!!
Hello Don,
All three pieces are wonderfully crafted and are a perfect response to Svetlana’s all too brief journey among us.
Thanks Hansha. I greatly appreciate your comment and thoughts.
Beautiful haiku, Don.
Adelaide
Thanks Adelaide!
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Trying to catch a butterfly on film really is like chasing a whisper in a house of echos!
Hi Lisette… thanks for popping by and commenting. I enjoyed it very much!!!
Hello Don,
All three pieces are wonderfully crafted and are a perfect response to Svetlana’s all too brief journey among us.
Thanks Hansha. I greatly appreciate your comment and thoughts.
Beautiful haiku, Don.
Adelaide
Thanks Adelaide!