Haiku for a summer visit to Vancouver Island
By Jacqueline Pearce
hundreds flew over
when my father was a boy
twelve nighthawks tonight
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September 3, 2009 at 3:35 pm |
Nice, but I’d like a break in the middle line to give more separation between the decades, something like:
“when dad was a boy, I count”
September 20, 2009 at 7:14 am |
I like it!
September 20, 2009 at 9:25 pm |
Thanks for the comments!