Dogwoods by Christy Munson (author)
delicate, my dream
of you blooms, pale breath too hot ~~
you wither with sun
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Oooo, this was so stunning! I loved it!
Ah, (Choo) the beauty of blooms and their short life all wrapped up in three lovely lines. A wonderful haiku, Christy!
Excellent, a great illustration of how much can be said in so few words.
Ooh I hate it when the blooms drop but pollen allergies are ugh 🤧🤧. loved your haiku.