1167
Lines across a circle
They emerge, shrink, grow, and disappear
Everyday.
Haiku
1165
Who, who?
Do you love, do you love now?
…Shouldn’t it be you?
1164
Amidst rain
A loss
In perspective
1163
The days past
Filled with words, tears, and laughter
Drops of rain
1162
Late summer rain
Two friends part ways
One hugs harder.