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you can't see the rose
when you're first planting the seed
give it time, keep on
About the Creator
The Dryads are Calling
They say the forest by Phoenix River sings. Perhaps it is just the wind howling through the leaves, or a particular birdsong. But Percy Fisher knows better; he knows what lies in those woods, and he knows that the forest sings of his demise.
By Leigh Hooperabout 15 hours ago in Fiction
Comments (5)
Nice
Great Haiku!
Yes, everything takes time. Loved your Haiku!
Great analogy for life. Good job!😊
I love the message here. So true! Your work is so honest and lovely.