4 Winter Haikus Poem by Peter S. Quinn

4 Winter Haikus



Wind is in my hair,
like memories of days gone
- winter is coming.

I remember you,
days of blossoming summer
- this cold starry night.

Winter blossoming,
blue is its winter color
- farewell autumn lane.

Little bird playful,
before the going autumn
- soon the winter rain.

Saturday, September 30, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: farewell,haiku,remember,winter
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