SquirrelThe squirrel stares at meBeady eyes glint in the sunPerched high in the treeSanctuaryThe tree is a homeA sanctuary for allEven a scared squirrel
Tag: haiku
Holding Hands
The touch of your hand The strong grip as it holds mine The comfort it brings An innocent move Ignites the love inside me So sweet and divine As our hands connect I look at you and promise, “I’ll never let go.”
Poetry Day 4: Nighttime (Tanka)
The moon looms so large Its soft glow washing over The creatures roam free The magic is at its peak Again, the night brings us peace
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