(Photo collage mine)
Planted seeds for prosperity –images of children frolickingthe delight of yellow horizonstradition setting our fields ablaze Till greed came knocking –brother turning on brother Rhetoric and lies shrapnelshattering our dreams Only the deer frolic nowunwitting participants inthis unprovoked slaughterland mines defiling landscapes But seeds are not lost,nor are the legacy of generationswhose soil has known […]
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Oh your photo is pretty and delicate. 😀
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And here I thought you had been drinking. 😉 Beautiful haiku, V.J.
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Hahaha – oh those days are long past, Dorinda.
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Yes, I hear ya! Now it’s just iced tea without Long Island in it lol
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