692.
January fog.
A canine is constantly
Pacing long-lawn frost.
Tag: frost
Haiku #690
690.
Even the muddiest
Up-dug, bramble-bogged garden
Is made pure by frost.
692.
January fog.
A canine is constantly
Pacing long-lawn frost.
690.
Even the muddiest
Up-dug, bramble-bogged garden
Is made pure by frost.
