Grow Girl

Mr. Vito’s Haiku Corner


Unlike birds and I,

You go now to the office

And away from joy

Even as it sheds,

My softness is inherent

Clinging to them all

Squirrel of twitch and fluff

Chase is sugar, catch is sand

Bit shells flutter down


                                                                                                                                                       Plum blossoms sag

Like the pocket ‘tween my hinds

Rainy day licking

Flying disc stuck now

Among the fisty plum buds

She is no athlete

Sprinkling yellow rain

On the peeping crocus spears

Spring is awesomer

I see everything

Blue, brown; two eyes pushpulling

Take light and give it

Or at the very least, why you should follow him @mrvito

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