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Haiku dont have titles

By , rochester, NY
Crocuses bloom
our baby takes
her first step

Winter dawn
bird feeders
hang silent

Autumn storm
her wedding ring rolls
across the floorboards

Friday night
lipstick kisses
fill the trashcan

First snow
the dogs footsteps
gone by noon





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