Morning:
Get up and let’s go!
Should be right to pick up food;-
Delivered on time.
Brown trail on green grass-
A New Year delight to see:-
‘Onion’ scooped it up.
Two fruits, two candies-
Given by his other half:-
Waved to his ‘in-laws.’
Gray horse under trees-
Brown gravel path or sidewalk-
we went twice around.
Afternoon:
Warm golden honey-
Fluffy, white cumulous clouds-
From second floor view-
Nothing in the way-
Freedom to leave or to stay:-
Sun release us now.
Dancing trees nearby-
cool breeze through brown branches-
It’s late afternoon.
More samples of haiku poetry.
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Oh, John Jr! That’s longer than I would ever imagine, especially for your conditions! So I shouldn’t rant like this…