Five Minute Breakfast Poem {Three}
Little hills are big
To a precious boy who stole
My heart down the hill
Last the moon peeked through
The buds were barely on trees
Making way for green
April is the month
For Five Minute Breakfast Poems
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Tagged: amy turn sharp, Five Minute Breakfast Poem, Haiku, Poetry
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Gorgeous pictures & poetry; it’s amazing to me how much dynamite is packed into just a few syllables.
I love Amy’s poetry prompt…just a shot of creativity I needed!
This was sweet. I love the b/w shots of Davey, especially the close-up.