Holiday Haiku 1

The golden sun hides
behind gossamer cloud veil.
A young bride’s shy smile.

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I’m off again tomorrow, just for a week this time but again with little WiFi access, so next week’s post are being scheduled in advance, along with (in a couple of cases) photos of the scene that inspired them. We are going to the National Tandem Club Rally which we have never been to before and I shall tell you about it on my return.

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The Sun

The sun turns her face
behind grey clouds and weeps
to see the daffodils fade away.

White cherry blossom pom-poms
waving in the breeze call
her back to smile again.

At Last

At last a day
that’s dry and still.
The sun attempts
a watery smile.

Smile

When I see my grandson smile
even the dullest day
is filled with sunshine.

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