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Some old Haiku's
Beauty
Grass blades cut the wind,
water slightly stings the shore,
I'm waiting,watching.
Natures majesty
Clouds move like water,
soft blue skies scrape the treeline,
slow, sad sounds whisper.
Afternoon skies
Im turning to watch,
through the window blue skies fade,
the moon takes its place. -Quentin Knight
Grass blades cut the wind,
water slightly stings the shore,
I'm waiting,watching.
Natures majesty
Clouds move like water,
soft blue skies scrape the treeline,
slow, sad sounds whisper.
Afternoon skies
Im turning to watch,
through the window blue skies fade,
the moon takes its place. -Quentin Knight
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