A Year in Haiku

Over the Last Ridge
And Into the Valley I’ve
Come to Know as Home

I know All the Ways
The Light Falls, Where the Creeks Run,
When the Breezes Rise

Come Now, Walk With Me
The Few Steps to My Front Door
To Be Welcomed In

This entry was posted on February 4, 2022 at 1:14 pm and is filed under Home, LIght, Water, Wind with tags All The Ways The Light Falls, The Valley I've Come to Know as Home, To Be Welcomed In. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.

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