2014年05月14日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 108th. week vol. 2

Someday to take, than a photo of my deceased, older I’ve got.
A mirror is broken, to be reflected in one of, an utter stranger there.
A couple of spoons, for “Le Coup du berger”, fish balls in.
Never now, not to have seen, with the eyes of Janus.
By twos and threes coming they are, hardly to redeem those who, on Sunday morning.

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