May, Australia -
the leaves wither and brown on
coloniser’s trees.
How does it work?
Oooo, I especially loved your last line! So well done!
It's great to see an Australian haiku for the challenge! Love it 😀
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Oooo, I especially loved your last line! So well done!
It's great to see an Australian haiku for the challenge! Love it 😀