Springtime Haiku

breezy days
cool air weaves its way
through the pines

 

birds abound,
passing through again,
heading home

 

the spring thaw
muddy ground squishes
underfoot

 

dripping leaves,
patter of bulbous rain;
din of spring

 

color bursts,
fatal assault upon
dreary days

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