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: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to 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
Just East Of Crazy Land 
Fun idea, mini poems, little glimpses of your days😄😁
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Thanks! ☺️
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