Ava's
Supper with the muse
on a red leafed center street;
pumpkin in our soup.
18 hours ago
Grandpa's wooden sign hung on the oak at the top of the hill for thirty years. "What is kale?" I finally asked.
Ava's
Supper with the muse
on a red leafed center street;
pumpkin in our soup.
3 comments:
simply beautiful
simply beautiful
tq-Your comments are there own little haiku.
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