2017年01月18日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 247th. week

At the island, the same size as the half of my face, a mushroom is there. Or, at the island, on the half of my face, mushrooms are there.
Did you it, on an ice tray, because of its sweetness. Or, your tongue is, on an ice tray, because of its sweetness.
Snow has fallen, to chase a tail light, morning comes.
About to get update, the day no record there are, because of the destiny.
To signal the coming of Spring, on a salt and pepper hair, the sun shines.

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