After the Snowstorm

A haiku on getting out of a snowstorm

By Peeping_SoulPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

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After the snowstorm.

Blue lights from distant houses.

Hope to reach home soon.

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Peeping_Soul

I am an executive who likes spending time reading and writing about almost everything under the sun.I love writing within the cusp of relationships, history, and creativity where boundaries are blurred, and possibilities are immense.

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After the Snowstorm

A haiku on getting out of a snowstorm

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