Line dried laundry.
Sun baked in summery kiln,
pastel hued necklace.
Linking with Moonwashed Weekly Prompt
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
Folds of Autumn
Folds of Autumn Some seasons arrive softly— in a lingering moon, distant birdsong, and memories that blush across the horizon. And when the ...
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Such a delightful and beautifully written haiku, Rab. Wonderfully woven, especially your last line. Thank you for joining in my weekly prompt. 💛
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