Night.
The hot sun has set,
The trees turn golden, red, and brown,
The shadows will come
The stars come into the sky
The owl calls softly
The moon comes out again
As the wind whispers
Goodnight, now night is here again
Submitted: May 03, 2014
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meltrosz
Aren't haikus supposed to have... error... 5-7-5 syllabic pattern?
Sat, May 3rd, 2014 9:38pm