Late Night Haiku XXXVII

By Timothy R Butler | Posted at 6:41 AM

CIII. Drip. Trickle. Drip. Trickle. Drip.
Snow melts away the dirty —
A clean slate for spring.

CIV. Poor snow, once newfall'n!
A blanket of light now dims,
Curtain call finished.

CV. Each year, its job starts
At crisp Autumnal endings,
But fades 'fore spring's near.

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