Mid-Morning Haiku (poetry)

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Early Morning Haiku	In the Early Morning Rain	My fingers flow over a keyboard, but words jumble at my teeth	The white chrysanthemum
needs crafting	haiku are nice until there are too many in one place	December 24, 2012	We flow on the mournful wind in a dream of dying
The Dawn	world's longest rivers	We ate sidewalk chalk until dawn, stopping only to cheer on passers by	Trail your finger through the air, and then tell me you can't feel it
Boxing Day	Firenze	Haiku