Late Night Haiku XXI

By Timothy R Butler | Posted at 5:04 AM

LVIII. Silent happiness
Instills a sense of mourning
For the noise of joy.

LIX. The birds did sing then,
As they do now, flowers bloom.
But how diff'rent then!

LX. Water glistens now,
Puddle in the water bottle,
One last time. Empty.

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