2019年12月11日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 378th. week

My wife laughing, an apple chipped, so imopatient.
Though spring as yet early, yesterday I heard, from a maternity room voices come.
A line of yarn, hung upside down, a hand of the baby,
Still the third day it's, the date changed, for declaring for.
Continuously, under her sox, a scar is.

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