Wading in the creek
we turn rocks over to look
for salamanders.
At sleep-away camp
in my cabin with the girls
we talk through the night.
Dandelion puffs
will grant us a magic wish
when we blow on them.
Dress up with my dolls
we are having a tea party--
cookies without crumbs.
Picnic at the park
peanut butter sandwiches
and too many ants.
At swim team practice
we race minnows and sharks
everyone gets wet.
Happy Saturday, can you try writing your own haiku today?
Joy,
ReplyDeleteI like the irony in stanza 2: Sleep-away camp talk through the night.
Isn't that what happens? Thanks, Linda.
DeleteI like the first one -- turning over rocks and looking for salamanders -- very cute.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Rosi. I always enjoyed looking for salamanders when I was a kid.
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