Haiku Golden Harvest

A beggar at the

Entrance of the underground

Still got worker’s hands

Sand, sand, sand

And brackish water

Oasis still dreams away

Liam Gallagher: As you were

Thanksgiving

After this golden harvest

Squirrel, too

Autumn approaching

Colours are lugubrious

But not cricket’s song

Sky shedding tears

The poplars golden leaves

Cricket’s last song

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