Early, very early, this morning when I stepped out to get the morning Houston Chronicle, I stopped, and stepped back inside to fetch the camera. The almost full moon in the before dawn western sky, soft, cool (for Houston in August) breeze let me know. Haiku time.
Slowly clouds puff past
Breezes float in silent air
Soft moon’s morning glow
1 comment:
Keep up those Haikus! Morning is the best time of day. I must convert.
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