Whose Hearts – Haiku

Death means you’re gone, but not from the hearts of loved ones. Whose hearts do you live? __________ Advertisements

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Beauty – Haiku

The beauty of life presents itself every day, but do you see it? About five days ago we were driving home (as we do) and passed this nearby open field; when we glanced over, we saw these precious creatures. It wasn’t safe to stop on this road or I would …