an autumn haiku
should be cool, crisp and orange
like me'n my new clogs
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the geese are making
(and who can really blame them...)
a hasty retreat
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winter is peeking
in at the bedroom window
as nights get cooler
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harvest is complete
which means I pulled the carrots
lame garden this year
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the snow is melting
it feels just like spring, only
it is September...
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