bees and butterflies
still kiss the purple flowers
in the crisp, bright air
Ferry Beach Maine Haiku
last swim of summer
cold like needles on the skin
but the waves buoy me
tended by poet Frances Donovan
tended by poet Frances Donovan
bees and butterflies
still kiss the purple flowers
in the crisp, bright air
last swim of summer
cold like needles on the skin
but the waves buoy me
