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posted by Bill | 11:31 AM
Beautiful.
That was perfect, Bill...and mostly thats where I get my words :)wishes, devika
A beautiful haiku Bill...
good one Billjohn
Thanks, esin, Devika, Frank, and John.
they just might be there. I've found some that way before. :)
they do speak to us, dont theymuch lovegillena
Thanks for the visit and comments, Andrew and Gillena.
Again I simply had to: In this windy world the words are looking for me
I like this. Yesterday I struggled for words, then a brown butterfly flew near, and I found them.
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Beautiful.
That was perfect, Bill...and mostly thats where I get my words :)
wishes,
devika
A beautiful haiku Bill...
good one Bill
john
Thanks, esin, Devika, Frank, and John.
they just might be there. I've found some that way before. :)
they do speak to us, dont they
much love
gillena
Thanks for the visit and comments, Andrew and Gillena.
Again I simply had to:
In this windy world
the words are
looking for me
I like this. Yesterday I struggled for words, then a brown butterfly flew near, and I found them.
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