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Yerry Hill Road Haiku
Haiku written on regular walks along the same road in all four seasons since 2005
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About Me
Sarv
Woodstock, New York, United States
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Saturday, June 10, 2017
Joining With the Breeze
Late afternoon light
Murmurs softly in the trees
Joining with the breeze.
They tower above
But they don't look down on me
These whispering trees.
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