Friday, April 25, 2008
In places LEAVES r rich green.Elsewhere tiny buds R ready to explode.Birds
have nested in my balcony, but there have been some casualties. The mourning doves, the common smooth light brown, beady eyed, friends, return to my plant pot every year. So, here is my poem and haiku (in reverse order): HAIKU Mom and Pa Finch nest raise four new purple finches Sparrow... I fail...
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