Weekly Haiku 31

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Still Sick

So much is waiting,

But I sit, too tired to move;

The day trickles by.


Mistakes

Alone in my bed

I echo the day’s events,

Each mistake laid bare.


Moon

On the roof we lay,

Staring up at starry depths;

A quiet moon rises.

     

Sigh

Dead leaves stain the ground;

A cool breeze carries autumn

Like a gentle sigh.

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