If roses were only red
And violates were really blue
Than writing poetry
Would be boring to do.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Office Summer

Outside office glass
The first warm wind whistles
Inside cold air hisses

In the spirit of Mulan (even though Haiku poetry is Japanese) and it being summer, I thought I would post a Haiku.
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