Lovely. Thank you.
Any haiku on any day is welcome. I've been missing them, and this hit the spot (even though it's unseasonably warm where I am, the situation described is otherwise all too familiar).
Love it...thanks, Greta!
There once was a poet named GrettaBen thought he could write betta.He tried to typeBut it was all tripeso he quit.
It's April 20. Gretta's high.The haiku is bad.Gretta is good.
Thanks, Greta, the imagery of the baby birds in the snow made me cry a little bit. Envisioning the pile of essays I, too, have, made me cry a little more.
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