2017年06月07日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 267th. week

The dead you were, the moon looking up, a blue blue moon.
With my little sister, of a double helix, falling down.
On a rainy day, to make a tea, before five minutes.
In sorrow, to scoop up by my right hand, star sands in.
In August, her widow's weeds to take off, and show her smile.

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