Ice flowers
On the kitchen window
Crocus first green
Winter’s leaving
Crocus opens the buds
No scent yet
Fresh dress
For Sunday’s mass
Crocus blossoms
Warm sunshine
On crocus blossoms
Still a cold wind
The mournful face
Looking to the crocus
A smile begins
A wonderful series of haiku. You are telling a nice short story with this series. Awesome, just awesome.
ReplyDeletea hopeful set, as in - I hope the crocuses bring spring soon!
ReplyDeleteThe last one I really loved.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful series!
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