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The remains of rain,
Glittering fractures of light—
Your colors enchant
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Stephanie Hoogstad
With a BA in English and MSc in Creative Writing, writing is my life. I have edited and ghost written for years with some published stories and poems of my own.
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Comments (3)
Lovely haiku! 😁
This brought a smile to my face Stephanie!! I loved it!!
Awww that's so amazingly sweet! I love the imagery of this Haiku so very much, I can see the glittering light just as you describe in my mind's eye! 🩷