haiku that is:
Stars trimming her hem
silver moon behind her head
weaving love for you.
sometimes they show up and I don’t ask questions!
haiku that is:
Stars trimming her hem
silver moon behind her head
weaving love for you.
sometimes they show up and I don’t ask questions!
When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us.