bark, leaves, and acorns
mass beneath a dying oak –
© 2012 CLYDE FORDE
Just the other day in a very old Farmer’s Almanac…I re-read how to tell the temperature through the song of the crickets. Alas below 40 and nothing chirps. Few birds out even at 31 degrees (this morning).
Nice haiku. Cheers.
Love this. Haiku is your instrument.
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