Late Night Haiku X

By Timothy R Butler | Posted at 6:03 AM

Hope erodes at times
To the loneliness of truth,
But it does not die.

Autumn leaves pass by,
Season grows shorter briskly now,
Oh! To slow the end.

A stream bubbles, faint,
As my thoughts like water flow,
Will they come ashore?

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