First Light
leaning forward,
the brittle dandelion
waits for dawn
Welcome to the first ever post for Wire Haiku. I’ve found myself feeling more and more like that dandelion as winter rolls through, trying to warm myself in the faint scraps of sunlight we’re afforded. Either that, or I spend half the day hunched over my tea, breathing in the steam.
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