hoar frosted window
by just breathing
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Crafty Green Poet
nice frosty haiku! Happy new Year!
qualcosa di bello
very sweet! it evokes memories of a childhood pleasure on a cold morn.
happy new year!!
To me as well this spells out childhood memories.
A nice take on frost.
Nice
It reminds me of a child breathing on a glass and drawing funny faces with her fingers.
Very nice.
lissa
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Oh, I like this one! I can see the view!
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Frost
Things are never as horrible as they seem so long as we breathe–sometimes on them!
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