Now that summer is turning into autumn, nature is going through a transformation. I especially notice the activity in the sky, which is full of birds and leaves. An isolated moment of beauty I've held on to all week gelled into a haiku poem in my mind - preserving that happy incident - and letting me share it.
See the falling leaf!
or is it a brown sparrow
flying to the ground?
I have already gotten an unexpected variety of reactions to the poem. I hope you've enjoyed it.
See the falling leaf!
or is it a brown sparrow
flying to the ground?
I have already gotten an unexpected variety of reactions to the poem. I hope you've enjoyed it.
