A Day or Two Before April

A flying leap, the frisky grey squirrel, camouflaged by tree trunks, takes new territory. Shadow-theatre of branches etched on the white garden wall. Birdsong a soft symphony. Lily of the valley waiting in the wings.

Dreams of an old friend,
on a distant shore, bright as
flowers in April

©2021 S. Michaels
As The Crow Flys – Haibun


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