Haiku
An autumn morning
Before dawn, yellow maples
Glow with their own light.
Poetry
1
2014
Looking out the living room windows very early one morning at my neighbor's maple tree in the predawn light, the tree was glowing.
An autumn morning
Before dawn, yellow maples
Glow with their own light.
Looking out the living room windows very early one morning at my neighbor's maple tree in the predawn light, the tree was glowing.