Haiku 11


Drizzle, mist, showers

Morning dew, evening dew

The grace of God


My Hunt for the Hidden poem appears at The Barn Door today. I write for The Barn Door on the 23rd of each month. I invite you to check it out.

Your comments are most appreciated both here and at The Barn Door. Thanks for reading.


7 thoughts on “Haiku 11

  1. Lori, the words themselves have the soft, soothing sounds of gentle rains from heaven,
    and are a perfect
    lead in to ‘The grace of God’

    • Yes, they’re lovely words to say, especially in this drought. Thanks, Anita. You’re always a welcome sight here on the patio!

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