A Collection of Haikus, Part 1
Written by: Bob Brumfield Trust In his hand is mine His arm outstretched his grip firm I’ll call him papa Drought Shimmering desert Land scoured by wind and sand Waiting…
Written by: Bob Brumfield Trust In his hand is mine His arm outstretched his grip firm I’ll call him papa Drought Shimmering desert Land scoured by wind and sand Waiting…