I will clear my head
of all the missed appointments
every spring
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# what we are*
What we are
will (often)changes according to the seasons
to what's on the table
or what the colours of the apples are
maybe the mood of the neighbours
Then comes a day
where the mood is good. No matter what (life is too short)
*first posted in November 2020, edited in November 2022
haiku
finally the sun
the very first day of spring
is in the puddle