The Warm Part
Haiku about a small source of warmth in winter
By Ella BogdanovaPublished 17 days ago • 1 min read
Photo by Martin Baron on Unsplash
A scarf at my throat.
This town can have the rest.
You stay with me still.
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Ella Bogdanova
Drop by drop I mourn the sea.
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