02 May 2009

Haiku 122

Tiger-striped shadows
Rustling through the underbrush
With each passing breeze
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Libby Fife said...

This one reminds me of when we had two outdoor cats. The wind freaked them out every time:)

3:50 AM, May 04, 2009

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