
Footprints in the snow
Ephemeral memories
Slowly disappear
The essence of the moment
Fresh as a winter morning

Footprints in the snow
Ephemeral memories
Slowly disappear
The essence of the moment
Fresh as a winter morning
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Lovely poem, but roll on summer, I say! 😛
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I’m in no hurry for summer yet …but spring will be good 🙂
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Nice poem 😀
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Thanks, Edwin.
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🙂
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Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.
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Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happenings #9: Sue Vincent’s latest #tanka!
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Thank you , Frank.
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