
On a sunlit stage
Nature’s ballerinas dance
Banishing shadows
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I love a good haiku, and this is lovely!
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Thank you, Claire. 🙂
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They are awesome.
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And smell lovely too 🙂
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😍
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So lovely… ❤
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❤
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Beautiful Sue. They are indeed like ballerinas.
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They always reind me of tutus 🙂
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they do, and I’ve never really thought about that. Now I shall look at them with different eyes.
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🙂
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I’ve really missed your midnight haiku, Sue. But now I’m trying to ease myself slowly back into blogging as my final extended assignment approaches I’m looking forward to your beautiful words lifting my days again. This one’s so well observed – I can really see the ballerina skirts now, but I wouldn’t have seen them in that guise unless I’d read this! A lovely splash of colour too, most welcome in these most settling of times. 🙂
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Thanks, Alli. My son’s garden has been a joy these past weeks.
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I can imagine. 🙂
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🙂
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