haiku 3 & 4

 

Spring.

Plum trees; barren black
branches swelling; buds erupt,
freely flushing pink.



Breeze.

Look, fairies dancing -
tagging the wind, teasing leaves,
swinging from petals.

 

(© 1996-2008 Maria L. Grist)

 

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