Haiku 4 On May 21, 2017May 21, 2017 By Anna EastlandIn Poetry, Writing Ocean’s salty tongue licks and laps the motorboat– rise, fall, rise, fall, rock. Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading...
Fun idea, mini poems, little glimpses of your days😄😁 LikeLiked by 1 person May 21, 2017 at 7:17 pm Reply
Fun idea, mini poems, little glimpses of your days😄😁
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Thanks! ☺️
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