Poems...
Rose blossoms, resting in tree tops,
Ready to fly on the newborn wind,
Soaring through the air,
Flying with the birds,
Coming to rest on the dry, bare ground,
Waiting, ready for the next wind.
Writing Haiku:
So silent, like peace
Fingers typing on keyboards
Calling to readers
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-Steph<3=)