Haiku: Midautumn
Nov. 2nd, 2012 09:16 pmThe trees have gone bare
The wind blows colder with each day
But the insects still thrive
The ground starts to freeze
Fallen leaves are its blanket
Last gift of the trees
The wind blows colder with each day
But the insects still thrive
The ground starts to freeze
Fallen leaves are its blanket
Last gift of the trees