Haiku #21
A great feat to write;
even greater to live and
write to tell it all.
Here in this special place, thanks to the technology of the internet and push-button publishing, let me show you the contents and color of my heart and mind…
Lucky Day
Looked at the sky, it was crystalline blue,
with pink cotton clouds that looked so sweet.
A stray black cat crossed over my feet,
but when I looked up I saw you.
I almost bought the whole rack.
When I got outside I stepped on a crack,
so I called my mom who laughed with unruffled sails.
A stranger bought me some lovely flowers.
I picked each of its petals for fun.
“Loves me not,” they said; you smiled like the sun.
That night, we star gazed and held each other for hours.
Before bed I looked in the mirror;
It shattered and my face turned bland.
But you entered the scene and took my hand;
now I see myself much clearer.
Hope you like it and that it conveys what I feel. Thanks for being in my life.