so many blossoms ... the swan house on the lake still empty Friends in the Sky talking of old times and yesteryear sudden suspense ... and here he comes our way and who might this be? |
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There is a lot more !
. . . Look at more in my ALBUM
. . . Read my Haiku Archives 2008
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