Tag: Nature

The cruel wind blows,

Cold feet in thick woolen socks,

We lit the fireplace.



A slice of sun glides,

Under closed window curtains,

A cockerel crows.



Breakfast at the farm,

Fried eggs, bacon, and baked beans,

Tea with fresh cow’s milk.



Poppies in the field,

Glossy red under the sun,

Dancing in the breeze.



Barefoot on the grass,

Along rows of wildflowers,

We run happily.



Cut fragrant lilacs,

We borrow our neighbor’s vase,

Living room looks cute.



In the back garden,

Cheerful songs on drying line,

Birds poop on washing.



Under the plum tree,

Drinking home-made lemonade,

We sit side by side.



The sun is going down,

Grey clouds gather in the sky,

Quickly we move in.



Snuggly in our bed,

In the darkness of the night,

We hear the rainfalls.

Good morning,dear friends.

Thank you for viewing and reading my haibun. Hope you enjoyed it.

Anita Bacha.