Spring Wind Haiku # 051708 (Poem)
when the Spring breeze blows,
the old wooden chimes on the porch
are the first to know.
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May 17, 2008
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Gosh I really like this one - the image it leaves me with is fantastic.
Posted by:Janice Thomson | May 18, 2008 at 12:37 AM
Nice.
Posted by:Imbay | May 18, 2008 at 07:43 AM
I love it!! I've got chimes all over the place!!! Even on my door knobs! Their my burglar alarm! hahaha.
Posted by:odat | May 18, 2008 at 08:39 AM