Haiku's continued....

The green grass grows tall

Throughout the open field

I must run through it


Running through the field

The long grass brushes gently

Against my bare legs


Beauty can be found

Wherever you choose to look

Have fun exploring


  • Cheeky Missy

    I love it! And I love the picture you painted! Somehow reminded of the days I had living on the open Colorado prairie....now so long gone.

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