Tuesday, October 3, 2017

haiku~~going back for halloween candy

quietly climb the hill
leaves rustle, crunching gravel 
candy for the brave 

leaves fall, the snows come
green leaves sprout, in time turn color
candy for the brave 

no lights, grass grown high
who will be the brave ones then
the last one standing tall

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