Sunday used to be poetry day. I think I shall try that again. I like poetry, I like to read it, I like to share it, and sometimes I even think that I can write it...
Looking foward to the next few months and my favorite time of year...a haiku. I think it is not that great..but I tried.
Autumn is now here
Crisp breeze blows bright reddish leaves
Crunch crunch underfoot