With frosted windows, I’m inclined to stay inside near a roaring fire.
Category: haiku
Haiku written by CRMB
Canopy
We all hide beneath a tree canopy to find some sort of relief.
Knock
Winter knocks at the door, a cozy fire keeps it out, so we sleep in.
Slumber
The temperatures plummet, my bones shiver, while nature just slumbers. Blog Image: Pixabay-Tawnyowl Blog Image: Pixabay
Blanket
Cold moves in so leaves curl up while the ground reaches out for a blanket.
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