robin, white blossom:
it is always Christmas if
you look hard enough.
Written for the March Tricycle Haiku Challenge using the Sping season word, robin.
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Wednesday, 6 May 2026
Tuesday, 5 May 2026
#1855
the last cottage day
robin dying in my hands
(knowledge kept inside)
Written for the March Tricycle Haiku Challenge using the Sping season word, robin.
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