warm westerly winds -
just ten days
before Christmas
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afternoon watch -
on the porch sits granma's dog
waiting intently
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Yes, a zen haïku.
Enjoy 'em while you've got 'em.
Thanks Marcel and Bill:
From Hiawatha-story:
And the West-Wind came at evening,
Walking lightly o'er the prairie,
Whispering to the leaves and blossoms,
Bending low the flowers and grasses,
Found the beautiful Wenonah,
Lying there among the lilies,
Wooed her with his words of sweetness,
Wooed her with his soft caresses,
Till she bore a son in sorrow,
Bore a son of love and sorrow.
Thus was born my Hiawatha,
Thus was born the child of wonder;
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