The Breakfast of Winter Posted on October 9, 2010 by shanegenziuk 5 Comments The chatter of youth lay deep in wood and iron released by young flakes SHARE METweetPrintShare on TumblrLike Loading... Related
I’m partial to haiku …. love this! Thanks Helen, I’m getting more partial to it myself – SG LikeLike Reply
Glad to hear it Amanda. I never used a sled myself, never saw the snow until as an adult. LikeLike Reply
This is a gorgeous haiku. Thank you. Thank you Willow, really getting into the haiku right now – SG LikeLike Reply
Snowflakes trickling down Does remind us of snow play! New Snow Great to hear, and good to see you on the site – SG LikeLike Reply
I’m partial to haiku …. love this!
Thanks Helen, I’m getting more partial to it myself – SG
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Makes me realize how old I am! this totally captures the essence of youth Shane!
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Glad to hear it Amanda. I never used a sled myself, never saw the snow until as an adult.
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This is a gorgeous haiku. Thank you.
Thank you Willow, really getting into the haiku right now – SG
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Snowflakes trickling down
Does remind us of snow play!
New Snow
Great to hear, and good to see you on the site – SG
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