Late Night Haiku XXVII

By Timothy R Butler | Posted at 6:21 AM

LXXVI. Rain drops heavy on roof
Tears remembering the past,
Another life ago.

LXXVII. Crickets chirp as then,
But so much else has changed, set.
Oh, rewind, cruel time!

LXXVIII. A miraculous
Vision one lept year prior this.
Faded now — old ink.

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