-- bunch of grammatically challenged very short somewhat autobiographical impromptu stories that keep popping out --
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
little house
you like winter. you see a little warm wooden house in deserted mountains surrounded by snowy trees in your dreams. i see that dream. i see it so well. i see myself in that house. i wake up and i cry.
This is so very sad
ReplyDeleteAnd also very pretty
Like a little poem
That's a haiku by the way. I try.
=)
you try your haikus and i try mine :)
ReplyDeletelol =) oops i was anonymous for some reason
ReplyDeletehaiku writers can't really be anonymous;)
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