
As every new year begins, traditions of new feelings emerge and the world is refreshed while the past recedes.
cold winds blow dark thoughts
white snow falls, covering black
old graves need new stones
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As every new year begins, traditions of new feelings emerge and the world is refreshed while the past recedes.
cold winds blow dark thoughts
white snow falls, covering black
old graves need new stones
***
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Strong imagery in your sparse words, very effective.
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Wonderful and such a great haiku too.
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Thanks Paul
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Thank you for reading!
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Short, sweet and oh so true, Cheryl. Great haiku and I love the line ‘old graves need new stones’.
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Thank you I liked that line too
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Beautiful haibun about burying the past and moving on. Happy New Year.
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Thanks for stopping by
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A beautiful take Cheryl
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Thank you
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You’re welcome
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